I refuse to censor myself in my own blog. I refuse to hold back the thoughts that spin through my head on a daily basis. This is my outlet. This is my sanity.
If you have an issue with something I say, don't beat around the bush, say it to my face. And even then, I'm still going to keep saying it. Because on this blog, with these words (My words, mind you. Not yours) I am never wrong.
Suck it up and get the fuck over it.
Showing posts with label Truth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Truth. Show all posts
3/15/2009
3/12/2009
Domestic Violence
I'm so fucking sick of hearing about Rhiannon and Chris Brown. Seriously, can we collectively as a country move the fuck on?
Last night John told me his Sister's Boyfriend threw her to the ground, kicked her a few times and stole her phone.
My response? "She knew he was an asshole, it was only a matter of time."
I'm sorry, but if a guy is emotionally and verbally abusive, don't you think that over time he's going to snap and beat the shit out of you? I would. I'd get the hell out of there. The whole point to a relationship is being with someone who makes you happy and feel... GOOD. Not makes you feel like shit and cry all the fucking time.
To the women who have no idea what their boyfriends are capable of, I hope to god that if it happens to you, you can get the fuck out of there and never look back.
To the ones to stick with the men who have used them as their own personal punching bag, you fucking deserve it after the first time. Sorry.
Regardless of what is going on in your life, if you don't have the courage to let go and walk out for your own lifes sake, then maybe a few more punches, another broken bone and a choke hold will knock some sense into ya.
Last night John told me his Sister's Boyfriend threw her to the ground, kicked her a few times and stole her phone.
My response? "She knew he was an asshole, it was only a matter of time."
I'm sorry, but if a guy is emotionally and verbally abusive, don't you think that over time he's going to snap and beat the shit out of you? I would. I'd get the hell out of there. The whole point to a relationship is being with someone who makes you happy and feel... GOOD. Not makes you feel like shit and cry all the fucking time.
To the women who have no idea what their boyfriends are capable of, I hope to god that if it happens to you, you can get the fuck out of there and never look back.
To the ones to stick with the men who have used them as their own personal punching bag, you fucking deserve it after the first time. Sorry.
Regardless of what is going on in your life, if you don't have the courage to let go and walk out for your own lifes sake, then maybe a few more punches, another broken bone and a choke hold will knock some sense into ya.
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