Written by Constantine Karydis
Tell me how did you feel the first time you humiliated her?
How much more a man did you feel?
Fuck, dude from the few huh?
After all, you didn't raise your hand. You didn't hit her.
You talked to two idiots, stupid, and you become a man.
After all, you have the right to say a bit more.
You are the man of the relationship.
You're the boss. What does she understand about fatigue and stress and stress?
These are men's privileges.
Words engraved on her soul. Lashes themselves with whips.
Count your words one by one. Measured one by one and its engravings.
Measured and her tears.
Why would he cry. Woman is, this is her weapon.
Potions, with a cry you think you will do us what you want?
What have you been through!
We are men! Handbags from those we put our hand on the table, so for the sham!
And now what do you want and cry?
What did he tell you;
Slowly! Two words above, two binaries above, and what happened?
Immediately your tear is ready and you have it planned.
So what; Don't you love her? Of course you love her.
You sacrificed so many things for her. And after you've sacrificed it, it's yours! Yeah!
Yours is what you want to do!
And me dude, god made me masculine like you, but fortunately I will never become as man as your party, one day I would like you to come and look at your berry in the mirror, and for just a moment to think about how women choose their father's image and likeness.
Think of your daughter humiliated by a friend like you.
Think about this guy .. how ridiculous you are!