I
say webaster PSB is downhill slide, devil's doorstep, turns hope into
hopelessness,
nothin
but unrepentant wrecker retreat!
Boyfriend
says, big picture, long view, this is good work hon.
Him
and me,
do
not agree.
Do
not have to.
Two
different perspectives.
Lives
built on separate experience.
Why
would anyone fuckin agree?
Agreement
is be-nice self-fuck.
Fuck-over-self
and he'll take care of me.
Woman:
shit for brains.
My
boyfriend listens to me.
"Hmm,
this shit's sure buggin her, better pay attention."
Ladies,
yoo-hoo,
He's
wishin for a reason to do this.
Sorry,
but you have to walk around naked in front of world first.
Which
you already do, without your knowledge.
This
way, you know you're naked, and for the right reasons.
Much
less embarrassing this way, trust me.
Trust
em.
Big
stamp on troubles forehead:
permission
to experience what she says she has.
Big
stamp on boyfriend's forehead:
permission
to beat shit out of anything that fucks her up.
Big
stamp on everyone's forehead:
intervention
starts here, between the brackets.
This
is the paradigm:
woman:
small enough to know the score.
man:
big enough to settle it.
You
don't like the paradigm?
Fine,
I expect to see Atlantis on my desk by noon tomorrow, idiot.
love,
trouble
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