You can give me a pity fuck on the way out dickbag

The power that we relinquish isn't realized until to late. Tight

Until you take it back.

Until you take it all back.

Thank you, lovely. I appreciate you so damn much.

No one enters our life by accident. There are no coincidences just synchronicities. We summon our own demons. I guess because we love dancing in fires and ashes.

> my scars    
match your    
fucking knife blade <

Loved that line.
And the attitude...

I got actual chills when you said that. Today has been a rat-orgy of weirdness. Mercury must be in the microwave and Uranus must be lined up with the sun's flaming dick, because ...

No. I don't think anyone does enter our lives by accident.

And as interesting as it all is, I wonder exactly what I'm manifesting now.

I mean, fire and ashes is just a good damn time. It's not worth anything it it's not worth burning for.

Yeah? You like that, huh?

I thought you didn't 'attitude' anymore, AJ.

(sweet smile, bats eyelashes)

Hey, but for reals, thank you for the r/r. I appreciate you my friend.

Didn't say I didn't like attitude. Said I only use it for special occasions and individuals 😇

OMG, AJ, I'm way too damaged for that sort of challenge.

Hmm...challenged and damaged. Aren't we all?  
 

A lot of ouch in this one. But a lot of fighting back too

AAAAAAAAHHHHH! Yes. SO much ouch. The ouch has been the theme for a while, but yeah, fuck this ouch! Fuck it!

Fuck the motherfuckers who scar my shit up and then have the audacity to exist beautifully wounded without any carnage. I am justice. I am the night. I... AM... BATMAN.

And I'll cut a motherfucking heart out and eat that shit raw right now.

I feel for your pain Betty it's not my fault...my Father couldn't bear me knowing I was different I say my Father because this world sees being a phony believer in things as godly...I've only been reprimanded a few times by Him once when I was trying to get away with behaving like the rest he can accept anything but won't accept a counterfeit me...my hupsband I loved and am left reeling knowing I was living in a lie he fabricated he needs me to take the blame for things he's done even set traps for me I have nowhere to flee my Father has made in clear I must defend my life and I will... this hit home on many levels it's apt and not too cruel as you know I care for you even if you're vested elsewhere...he won't be getting laid anymore by paying a whore's debt with my tears... when she figures out he is a liar and his promises are false she will lose interest in him he makes self look so pathetic playing on their pity my Father will not let me put my pride aside again for some money grubber I've seen it before...it's all too tedious...greed. I have never passed fake emotions or kindness around... but my castle is built on a foundation and I have a good case of pain and suffering I'm owed so I can go on in this world broken but not beat he mooched off me for years and passed of fake tears... He sheds them only for himself and gets the pity vote from everyone...I never knew he was such a little thieving bitch.that being said I enjoyed this...

Darling, you're fine, and I appreciate the review. Be well sweet lady.

Good Gravy  
Does anyone say that in your circles?  
Ok, there's a story of course,  
We went to a Knicks game 15 years ago when the Knicks sucked dead dog dicks and lesbian contra gash and they were playing the Indian Pacers.  Reggie Miller was the star and he had the Knick's number.  The Pacers were down 8 points and some how in a blink of an eye and 13 seconds including time outs, Reggie Miller scored 9 points and won the game.  Behind us was a large African American grandmother who kept shrieking GOOD GRAVY, you boys have to play defense ..  
 
What's does that have to do with your write ?  
 
Well, it's all about love and lust. We start with lust and then morph to love and when it starts to go belly up we just want to get something back so we take the lust and shut the fuck up about the rest.  
 
Still digesting your write.  
 
Good Gravy  
 
BIG LIKE

Literally, no one says "Good Gravy."

The fuck?!

Hey... thanks. I appreciate you. More than you know.

I think you made me love and hate more than 7 times as I read this one… you’re a witch

OK, you know I'm a toxic bitch, right? And that sort of emotional rollercoaster is fucking Betty candy. SEVEN TIMES?! That made me feel things...

But all creepiness aside, thanks Sam. I appreciate your review.

What you said in the first verse - couldn't think of a way to humiliate him at an intimate moment.

You know, I can think of better ways.

But the last vestiges of civil discourse are upon us. And I'm trying to stay kind.

Dear B,

I wish we’d met in high school. With your hutzpah I know I’d have survived that nightmare.
This write symbolizes the levels of passion so rarely seen let alone so brilliantly dissected when we’re hurting so viciously from losing the one we really wanted to work out. I wanted to copy and paste my favorite lines but that ended up being the whole thing. I thought it might look odd so I didn’t do that. Standing right beside you. xx
H🌷

Girl, I was a homeless dropout. I'm tall and strong and back then I was rolling sex and violence... oh, wait... still true. But homegirl, I would have kicked your bullies' asses. I mean, first I would have fucked their boyfriends, then told them off, THEN kicked their asses. Before prom. So it'd be in the pictures.

I still will. Loyalty fucks me in the worst goddamn ways. For you, Hon, I'd still stomp a bitch.

But hey... thank you. I mean it.