Pour The Champ-Pain

In Fashion on May 1, 2012 at 12:59 pm

I’ve been an asshole lately. However, I’ve been one since I learned to formulated words, which was probably around nineteen eighty something. So nothing’s really changed. I’ve been called a bitch, but that’s only because I am a woman. I don’t think I’m a bitch. A jerk – sure. An asshole… wink. I have manipulative tendencies, too. But I’ve also got a heart of gold. Sometimes it’s like gold dust in a person’s hands. And I’m sensitive and compassionate. I cry at the simplest things. Like, an ad about abused animals. Or the joys of innocence – kids. And I’m very, very open to criticism.

However, I feel no invested emotion in oestrogen. And trust me, I’ve come across an equal ratio of men to women with this problem. Especially as of late. And maybe I’ll loose friends, because of this. But I don’t mean to hurt anyone. I have the best intentions. I mean, who knows, maybe whomever reads this will take it as an aim at them, and it’s actually not. There’s about five or more people that have drank from my cup.

At the end of the day, if you’re upset at what I have to say, maybe, just maybe, it’s not me, it could be you. Or maybe it is me? Does it even matter? Maybe we all need to do some introspection in the end but:

 “Hold up, before we end this campaign. As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames. Lord, please let them accept the things they can’t change. And pray that all of their pain be champagne.”

– Kanye West, Otis

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