With Mere Words

Arming myself

With mere words
I learned to break

With my bare hands

Note: In my teenage years, I mistook physical self-defence as the only thing I needed to keep myself safe from this world’s evils. Words by egotistically slutty bitches (wearing heavy make-up, saggy boobs and abused vaginas) also needed to be countered with equal, if not more mean and cuss words. I simply don’t believe in returning abuses with love. I love showing the mirror and letting every stupid childish whore lick the taste of her own cranky and crabby medicine.

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