Monday, December 24, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Where Is The Fire Water When I Need It?
War. Path.
Being a woman sometimes brings about a certain kind of rage that leaves her wanting to hurt someone or break something. And sometimes that rage comes after many many moments of simply "handling" it. It comes after what the other party sees as one seemingly innocuous action. Just remember that chances are it's been building for a while. Consideration and kindness will get you out of her certain need to see blood. And whatever you do, do not tell her to just be happy. 'Cause she might just kick you in the shins. And it'd be your own damn fault.
Being a woman sometimes brings about a certain kind of rage that leaves her wanting to hurt someone or break something. And sometimes that rage comes after many many moments of simply "handling" it. It comes after what the other party sees as one seemingly innocuous action. Just remember that chances are it's been building for a while. Consideration and kindness will get you out of her certain need to see blood. And whatever you do, do not tell her to just be happy. 'Cause she might just kick you in the shins. And it'd be your own damn fault.
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