This was the original design that went into making love affair with alternative music.
I had this in mind for all the women in my life that caused me nothing but trouble and felt in there right to hold me at the gun behind their troubles.
I loved the laughs that came to mind in developing this piece.
there are so many stories that can be developed from this art. She is being chased by the cops and she is burning rubber after having her lover or ex lover traumatized behind her anger.
Could have been anything, cheating, the act of being seen some where she was not invited. The fact that they never married and she was left to remember his lies of love, things change when a bullet is added to the equation.
abuse never equals love but for so many they can't see love without a fight.
How many times have you heard a man does not treat her right if she does not have a spanking from time to time.
Relationships are roughest on those set in insecurities and the rates of domestic violence cases keep rising I believe because of the songs we sing.
No rest for the wicked!
I've been blaring Alternative Music since I was 15.
I Honestly believe 12 because that's when I lost my virginity.
They call me narcissistic; that would mean I have a slipped dick
I'm all about myself and you can't trust me;
I've been dealing with vindictive women for as long as I can remember and it's become a progressive reality~
Doesn't make it right but I do believe it was birthed from the music that has made up the condition of the adolescent American who at a young age blared alternative music:
Taught by the sounds of a confused crowd that love could be found in some panties wielding a knife and you really had something when the hammer slammed down.
Love just was not right,
without a little vindictive spice,
a womanizing trice,
you couldn't preach to me about marriage cause I was willing to deal with the words and the verbs birthed from this alternative life:
I had a love affaire in my mind with a woman touting a gun who every time she got mad I was not kissed or cuddled or mothered, no nurturing from a lover~
Just demands from a shell shocked turtle that believed the PTSD pressured upon me was not stemmed from her vindictive culture;
Just from blaring Alternative strife:
If music was my damage then I know my way to heaven
It's to say good bye to all the trouble, pick up better vocabulary
exercise discretion,
keeping vindictive women away from me.
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