On being shat on

The bullies around here and around the world. Seem to think, now they’ve already shat on me so thoroughly, I deserve to be shat on some more.

Either they’re:

Trying to turn me.

Are just that jealous.

Know the truth and keep lying to everyone.

Can’t admit they’ve already harmed me so thoroughly. And keep digging for a reason they were such bitches.

Or it’s like the queue to nowhere. Everyone is fighting for their spot but none know where it’s headed.

Or the fallacy that they’ve been bitching and shitting on me my whole life so eventually they’ll make it true that I should be shat on.

Or it’s my, pretty, pretty face they want to carve up.

Or my weight loss they want to scupper.

And hope if they shit some more I might react and you can point the finger and shit some more.

I’m seriously wondering why I even try to survive a world full of so many bitches.

Or a culture of them at least.

The English have equal opportunity bullshit, snide to everyone and tear down any tall poppies.

Let’s keep our focus on toxic American women – but only the toxic kind.

If you find this applies to you? It does.

Yeah. Actually there’s so little to be said I might as well not bother,

Sylvanna Devlin