Why waste my talents on being pointlessly a good but poor wife, when being a Karen tart is much more rewarding?

By Stanley Collymore 

I promised him romance, not 

marriage, and frankly that's 

what he's been customarily 

getting; so it's quite beyond me why 

he's actually and now complaining, 

as I've never, not even once, really 

reneged, on what evidently I have 

basically given to him. Effectively 

because in this liberally intimate 

association with him I've always 

crucially never stated nor really 

ever promised, that there won't 

be other men that I'll be seeing. 

Something, which he was truly 

most aware of and undeniably 

too, rather obviously from the 

naturally likewise discernibly 

patently and visibly mutually 

coordinated, commencement 

my close affiliation with him. 

Now he's inexplicably, and 

taking into account what 

I'm openly saying, quite 

possessively and even obsessively 

so, demanding a great deal more. 

In reality basically and distinctly 

discernibĺy, maddeningly, firmly 

insisting it's rather indisputably 

also most unfair to him, having 

to share what we actually have 

with others, as if I was literally 

just a common whore. Frankly 

citing that he wants marriage; 

equally, a strong commitment 

from me; and attendantly too 

a solemn undertaking, in this 

pledge given by me, that he'll 

be the sole man physically as 

well as emotionally crucially 

in my life; and, undoubtedly 

also, discernibly the solitary 

and biologically proven dad 

of every one of my children. 

Demands quite laughable in 

the extreme, as I'm literally 

committedly and distinctly 

most blatantly unapologetically 

also, a distinctively thoroughly 

hard-core, absolutely inuredly 

ingrained, and most evidently 

in this process too a naturally 

societally unrepentant plus a 

crucially obvious discernibly 

endemically, social-climbing 

Karen! And crucially should 

I essentially during my very 

earnest quest for a relevant 

high life, not really manage 

to actually make it to being 

superficially regarded, as a 

successful, stalker Duchess 

turned Princess essentially 

like Kate Middleton or end 

up literally, being Britain's 

Daily Mail, conjoined with 

its plethora, of discernibly 

controlled serfs approved 

Queen Consort, obviously 

as is with, Camilla Parker 

Bowles! So therefore, as I 

personally, optimistically 

see it, what's the harm in  

my also similarly trying? 

(C) Stanley V. Collymore 

24 November 2022. 

Author's Remarks: 

Morality as a viable and worthwhile life concept is virtually on its last legs, and most certainly so within the vast majority of western countries, and as well their specific communities; now, instead, rampantly replaced by greed avariciously engaged in and the crass amassing of wealth, power and social status by any possible means, totally regardless of how distinctively and likewise far reachingly egregious the actual outcome of these behavioural problems might be to others who're essentially perceived in these odious  and toxically contrived bacchanalian orgy rites as effectively nothing more than the evidently seen and obviously regarded as the requisite fallout from what in such demented minds is most perversely and perniciously accepted as normality.