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Let the record show that…







“Girls like this are rare these days” “Girls are too damn materialistic now” “Girls these days only want your money” Let the record show that we have heard;




Your Dear Male-Privilege, 

My sister has fought for you, defended you , nursed you and cried for you. Whenever the thought counts, she stands up for you and shields your child. My sister has been giving life and blood for you. 

If I may now take the stand to defend my sister; my sister is the daughter of a woman sold her self short to build you; no? I guess that was eliminated from the record. Stood by you and your progeny…wait, you forgot? Cooked your meals, defended your honour. I guess that is not enough. Neither I nor my sister owe you a thing, least of all clamouring to meet your narcissistic standards or  your baseless double standards of moral. Most importantly , you may not speak on behalf of me or my sister to tell us what or who we are, tell that to your barber. I don't have to be a vessel for you to trust when you have refused to be my rock. My sister doesn't owe you a thing , nor her daughter . 

So the next time you want to take to the world and troll at my sister and your daughter, ask yourself first; what have I done for this woman? 

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