Branches

“Just sticks. Where the tree was supposed to be.”

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Are men supposed to marry hoes.

Simple question. One trunk. One direct answer required.

What arrived instead.

I'm not a ho. None of my friends are like that. What even is the definition of a ho. Can I finish.

Branches. No tree.

I have been inside the same TikTok live for eighteen months. Monday through Friday.

Hundreds of different women across that time. Different backgrounds. Different ages. Different levels of education and eloquence and self awareness.

Same pattern. Every time.

The question arrives with a trunk. The branches arrive instead.

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“The woman who is truly different doesn't need to tell you. Her behavior already filed the report.”

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