Molly Rants

Molly Rants

Molly ask why is it hard to find a good man? I ask why don't you think you can? Molly said with her sassy sexy female voice, "men don't understand, how to treat a women." She continues with, they are either against you or play the role to get what they want from you. Being single was a choice not by default. These lame ass, psychopath ass, idiotic creatures don't even know how to stay being a man. Molly rants on how men look at women as if their slaves. We all are only slaves to the government not in our inner circle. In her raspy voice, Molly says, I rather stay single and just mingle. In other words, being in a relationship or married it requires you to think about the next person feelings. She than says alot of men have emotional disconnection, so they don't know how to grasp how to show affection. It's like the word affection is flowing from the tip of there tongue back down into the esophagus! Missing any direction to where your brain can connect and translate the word into feelings. They have to run and chase that word affection because it has been missing since child birth. Molly decides to continue to ask, Why can't a man show you appreciation? I ask did you do something for them to want to appreciate you? Aww, shoot I done changed her mood. Molly opens her small curvy little lips with her Bajan accent and says, I have always treated a man like a king. If I am his queen than his appreciation should flow with ease, like a river with clean debris. Men don't know how to be a team without any misleading dreams. I'm Molly you cannot sell me dreams. When I'm a single drug who helped turn those Boston Methadone Mile men into feins and took away their good men dreams. Instead, of overdosing on fake dreams, how about you keep me on your mind, keep me around and unwind. Never take my love for a crackheads love. I will never leave you for just one hit. I'll embrace your heart with all my love. Just know that Molly will always rant on with misleading dreams. Drop the Molly rant and come clean. Stay clean, so you can see me with a perfect vision. Now do you see the unseen. Let's be clear, Molly rants is a drug that will never give you peace and love on this planet called Earth.

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