you can lie to your friends. you can lie to your family. you can lie to the jury.
but you can’t lie to yourself.
i may have made some mistakes in my past but they’ll never amount to what you did to me that night.
and i don’t need to prove that to anyone. you and i both know what happened.
you and i both know if i had not kicked you off me when you tackled me through the door with that leatherman in your hand you’d be facing a homicide trial. not domestic violence.
