Because i'm human I can still say this..

There's always going to be some jumped up, little flap-gilled speaky, riding on the social media hate-train; but the reality of meanness hurts. That wilful urge to injure with deliberate cruelty. A core position of maiming, with intent to wound. In you I see all the cruelty of the world. Those who destroy because they can't love or create. And I took it like a fucking doormat with no name. This is my part. I laid down and let the shit wipe boots over me. My tongue was weak and solid like dried through rock. I laid down to my own surrender, meek, nice-kindness whispering "ream harder". Forgiving ? Where was my fucking fire? Why do I always smile to meet the lash? This is a loveless position. You should never let another human being pull you down. if you love yourself you fight. MB