fuck around & find out: punch your wife, the tort edition 💖✨🫶🏻🌈🌷💅🏻🦄

so here’s the thing
i’ve been
thinking about…
it’s something like—

✨cuffing szn✨
for abusers & their enablers

☀️🦋🌷🫶🦄🌈✨

but wait—
hear me out:
abuse isn’t just
one psycho dude
🔪💀✨
with a fist and
unmitigated rage issues.
nope.
abuse is a whole-ass
infrastructure.
it’s systems.
it’s fucking silence.

it’s people who know
and decide their
office vibes
are more important
than your skull
not getting
cracked the fuck open.

and honestly?
i think dv survivors
(the ones that fucking survive)
need to

sue 👏🏻
more 👏🏻
people. 👏🏻

✨🇺🇸🫡

period.
why?
because if there’s
no fucking consequences,
then it’s open season
on women
fucking
forever.

like—
society doesn’t
change
because people
“learn.” 🤡
nope.
society changes
when it gets
dragged the fuck
into court 💥
and fined until
its ass fucking bleeds.

(figuratively)

🙃✨

so yeah.

i wage this fucking war. ❤️‍🔥🦅

nah,
not for fun
(though god knows
i’d love some
financial resurrection
after my ex nightmare
and the institutions
that indulged him
nuked my fucking
bank account
and my body).
but nope.
not just for me
(though, side note:
restitution
pls,
baby,
his family is
literally on gov aid
because of his
💥 overt
💥 physical +
💥 financial
fucking abuse 💫
+
total
fucking
💥 abandonment

while these institutions
keep wiring money
to the goddamn abuser
casually,
fucking systematically—
ducking child support
abandoned his
whole
ass
family).

👊🏻💥👊🏻💥👊🏻💥👊🏻💥 ⚠️🤡

i wage this war:💫
for my daughter.
for every woman
who’s been slammed
into a floor
head first—
at eight months
fucking pregnant.
for every mom
who delivered
with black eyes
like it was just
another fucking accessory.
for every wife
who goddamn flinches
when the “hero” husband
comes home from war
and she knows
the switch is about
to fucking flip.

✨🇺🇸🎖️

like hello???
seriously,
fucking unfortunately,
(i mean that)
i have receipts. ✨
photos of a fucking
split lip
black eyes
literally days
before giving birth.
bruising across my skull.
matching ER visits.
a paper trail
so fucking thick
it should have its own
fucking ISBN number.
and that makes me
goddamn sick.
and still
society’s like
“eh idk, 💀
maybe she’s being
fucking dramatic.”

💥🥊

lol. ✨

meanwhile:
he drained tens
of thousands
of my savings.
now: i can’t pay the bills.
he pockets dependent pay—
his kid is on fucking medicaid.
after he promised tricare...
(wait… for real?) ✨
and this is just
fucking fine?
nah.
and y’all
are still
sending him money?
still giving him jobs?
still letting him enroll
on more benefits
while he abandons
his goddamn baby?

👏🏻👏🏻💀

nah.
no more.
if you
defended,
denied,
funded,
ignored,
or conveniently
“didn’t wanna see it”—
guess what?

fucking lawsuit season, baby.

💖✨🫶🏻🌈🌷💅🏻🦄

you gotta understand—
even if i lose,
i win.
because every complaint filed
is a crack in the fucking wall.
and mark my fucking words,
i smell future class actions
against these systems
that keep sheltering abusers
like they’re
endangered fucking wildlife.

so yeah.
💀 let’s sue government agencies.
💀 let’s sue corporations.
💀 let’s sue the enablers
💀 the fucking individuals—
who can’t stop cutting checks
to men who choke out their wives.

nah.
not to get rich.
not for revenge.
but to finally
make the goddamn violence

fucking stop.

🤰💥🥊