the ghastly

by rantywoman

I have heard so many ghastly stories these past few days about the behaviour of certain men that I have practically lost the will to live. One of my most beautiful, clever and talented friends ever rang me yesterday overflowing with tears like a weir after being shafted by a man whom she initially resisted precisely because she didn’t want to be hurt but who promised her the earth and then after some weeks of heightened bliss brutalised her with sudden silence. Another fucking two vulnerable women I know at the same time, neatly mortifying and betraying both. Yet another and another and another fucking off with tauter, shinier replacements. And another, Just Married, asking for the telephone number of an attractive friend of mine and flirting to fuck.