Baby, I Know You Only Lie And Hit Me Because You Love Me

Now I know what a battered wife feels like. I’m hurt, pissed, vengeful and above all, I’ve fallen deeper in love with them the shittier they treat me. A few weeks ago I mailed (via the U.S. Post Office–we really need a better term than ‘snail mail’ for this) about 35 letters offering various educational […]

Oh, you starry-eyed, naive piece of hippie shit. Rights aren't guaranteed or protected or unalienable and they certainly can't be defended for future use or for someone else. Rights are asserted.