There are things that a mother whose been working since before you've been born can assure you of are: liars, cheats and scam artists
You must pounce at the opportunity in your time of weakness any thing to make themselves bigger than you....
" scratch a liar find a thief "
She always told me

I wasn't always the girly girl growing up.... My oldest brother used to yell and blame everything on me because I was the youngest my father and mother used to blame everything on me, I always kept to myself because I never really had any true friends, whenever females came around I'd become so quiet and misunderstood. I was the girl who was bullied, everyone thought that I'd kill myself or just be another runaway but I always had a slither of hope that for once I'd have a better life but I fight myself more than I fight anyone else..... So I stayed to myself until I met her we teach ourselves things about each other that no one knew.
My brothers loved women so did I but I never told anyone it always just got out some how....

We switched turns driving she slept in the passenger seat I drove along the dark road as the music played I drove and drove for hours the low music playing we pulled up to an cabin we laid on the couch and snuggled under a fire

She grabbed my hair and pulled me close and looked into my brown eyes " don't leave me " she whispered  I closed my eyes and kissed her once more " never " 

Even though a while back she cheated I still let her in I kept her close because even in my fucked up mind she was the only one standing when the dust cleared she gets angry and beats me sometimes I stay and I try to make it work... Although the person I love the most shouldn't be the person who beats me the hardest. I love her so much it's sick... 

" But even the prettiest of flowers have the ugliest of thorns...."