I am not a fighter, I loathe tension, awkward silence, and passive aggressiveness. I would much rather someone come out and say ASAP whatever is bothering them and don't let it fester. Well last night a festering wound burst is bloody nasty smelly oiss all over the place and when that happened..... The gypsy, rumnee, rumnishel, traveler, Romani whatever girl can out of me with a force.
If you ever watch the gypsy shows on tv. And you see the gypsy girls fighting. And think, y are they do immature, it's not that , it's that they fiercely protect that which is under their stewardship that being said, I have never wanted to hit someone so bad as I did last night. But because I have more control over the gypsy side than most I was able to keep her bottles in... For the most part. But when it rains it pours. And it has become very clear to me that no matter who I help or serve what I get in return is crapped on. Oh well eventually I will be on top and will be able to crap on those who are below me. But here's the thing, I don't think I will. I think ubwill be the bigger person.
