You see her!!!!
I just used the word bitch since I thought it was a catchy tittle.
No, I’m not really going to put out the real one. I got it from google…..
So since I do know what a narcissist is,
she or him, in my case it was a she,
she is self observed, everything revolves around her,
if she has a problem is “definitely” not her fault,
she has to blame, the other person, or the government, or e.t.c.
The good thing about these type of people is that they don’t reflect on
themselves, if they did something real bad, and I won’t start saying all the
things, actually none, except maybe fucking a black dude while I was having
coffee in the so called kitchen. And that is just one, apart from taking out cool knife’s on me.
Plus having a problem with the sex thing,
that person will always try to convince you it is your fault.
There are more
characteristics about these type of people, bu right now…I get bore just thinking about them.
And I love her, all the best for her to fuck everything that moves, although that is
not a characteristic of a narcissis to fuck all cocks, that is another problem,
actually not a problem, I love that women can be “open” about sexuality,
the only problem I have is that if I even spoke to a girlfriend she would actually hit
me, and the time I grabbed her fist after getting hit quite a lot, I got put in jail.
So you got to understand
that for me sex is not everything and anything, I think I already had too much of it,
By the way she is still shouting “he is my husband!!” talking about me,
so you can imagine the laugh the others have. “you really see this crazy bitch?”
and not only men, my girlfriends tell me the same. I do say no, and that is actually
a truth. But they still don’t believe it.
So hence, that is another part of the narcissist, the control of a person a.k.a ME,
and I’m aware of it, just trying to change her but I figured, run outta there sista!
Another characteristic, they don’t have any remorse, wich actually it should be great,
you can kill someone, like this bitch took a knife on me, and the next day everything
is great having a great cappuccino.
I’m not a psychologist, but that was some narcissist analysis.
so, lets run! and run!….to the north pole at the very least.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.