Another “lesson” in SELF-DECEPTION here, if you want to call it that…
She’d shown up late, to a luncheon with her friends, with her dark shades on, and her face is, powdered, MORE heavily than usual too!
She sat down, took her dark shades off, so she could read the menus, and that, is when her friends realized, that there were, shiners, bruises, on her face and around her eyes.
They all looked at her, in that way, you know, like they got something to say, but before the words came, they’d, swallowed them hard, back down, and so, she’d started explaining to them, what had happened to her…
She said, “He’s a good man who don’t mean no harm, it’s just that his best friend got laid off, and they worked in the same positions in the company, and, he’s stressed out over that, because he feared, that he’ll be the among the next ones, to get the ‘boot’, and, being the sole economical provider, if he’s out of a job, then, we’re, ALL screwed! He’s just, under, a TON of stress lately………”
A good man who don’t mean no harm, but here are the facts, he DID harm you, with his words, his emotions, or with his fists, and feet too, even, and, each time after he’d said those harsh words, used his emotional blackmails on you, he’d always feel oh so god DAMN remorseful, looking at you, with those, sad puppy eyes, and that, is when your god DAMN maternal instincts (and yeah, that, is EXACTLY what’s screwing you ALL over, it’d screwed ME over too, but no more!), kicks in, and he knew damn well that is the way to go too, and so, he’d buttered you up, fed you mouthful after mouthful of his sweetened lies, and, you just, gobbled it right down too (are you god damn FUCKING retarded here???).
A good man who don’t mean no harm? Yeah right, get REAL, if he IS a good man, then, he wouldn’t have taken it all out on you and your children, would he? But, because you watched YO mamas, getting BEATEN up, SHOUTED at, by YO daddies, you in turn, learned from watching, and all of this is still ongoing, without YOU being AWARE of it, wow, how god DAMN FUCKING (and no, NO need to “pardon” me this time!) RETARDED CAN you get, ladies???