Your constant barrage of hateful taunts turned my once loving heart to stone. My confusion and guilt be damned. If you were burning, I wouldn’t piss on you to put out the fire.
Fire fighter
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Your constant barrage of hateful taunts turned my once loving heart to stone. My confusion and guilt be damned. If you were burning, I wouldn’t piss on you to put out the fire.
Thin spiral notebook 
Now that was said with feeling!
Great take on the prompt.
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Wow, so you know my ex-husband!! (Sorry, Tara, couldn’t resist.)
Straightforward dis, I can almost see him cringing. GREAT write, hon! Amy
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Powerful emotions in this. “My confusion and guilt be damned” – perfect! I know this isn’t supposed to be funny but the refusing to piss on the fire kinda cracked me up. Yeah, I’m not right!
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Pissing on a fire produces horrible aroma. Especially if the burning human is a meat eater. If you break this promise, make sure I am not there.
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Such strong feelings. I could feel the disgust, disappointment and the turned corner of a bad relationship. Loved this Tara and the spitfire ending!
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“…My confusion and guilt be damned.”
I love this! There is a lot of power in these thoughts and words, and I’m always glad when a victim says enough is enough-plus, the imagery is brutally fitting!
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Powerful anger… well written.
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strooooooonnnggggg. The tone of voice is one thing but the economy of words makes this last in my memory.
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Wow – such vehemence! In a way, the piece itself is the opposite of stone: very volatile. Nicely done!
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I love the heat in this! I love that you have so many different styles of writing. You accomplish each one of the styles beautifully.
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