Johnny Mathis-Misty (1959)

Enjoying this stage of my incredible life. Yes, my "mother" was a beast, one extremely jealous, ignorant cretin, something deplorable. So? I survived. Survived quite well, thank you.

No, I don't have a lot of friends. So? The few I have are absolute quality.  They are genuine, honest forthright. Yes, I suffered that abomination Mathy Jane  for sixty-two years. So? What if I had not had such a "mother"? Would I have been so motivated? So fierce? Would I be the combative, take no prisoners bitch I am?

Lady!? Fuck calling me a lady if you demand to lead.  Why should you lead? What if I am the best dancer? "Time changes all things, dumb ass."

Women are not trying to be no fucking "Susie-homemaker". The shit is too hard and too fucking boring! Few men are worth the effort.

I tried. I did the best I could. There is no man fine enough.  There is no one fine enough to get what most men want.  Far too many men are demanding a twenty-four hour sex machine-June Clever-bitch. Far too many un-read, woefully uneducated men are spouting that "me Tarzan-you-Jane shit!"

Not if we are both working bitch! Not if I'm "staying home not doing shit", either. You WILL NOT FORNICATE ON ME! YOU WILL NOT GIVE ME A STD! YOU WILL NOT TALK TO ME RUDELY! YOU WILL NOT BE BROKE AND TRY TO USE ME FOR YOUR SORRY IMMORAL PATHOLOGICAL LYING ASS SADISTIC SUPPLY!

I'M PROTECTED BITCH!  Yes, The Holy Spirit has My back. "No weapon formed against me shall ever prosper!

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"