Confession
I really enjoy angry white chick country music.
I like to think of myself as a Christian pacifist. And I'm happily married. And yet there's something about singing about that jerk of a man who treated me wrong. Singing it loud and with gusto. Does this mean there is something inherently wrong with me? Or do most women feel this way? Oh well, guilty pleasure, right?
Currently listening to: Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood.
1 comment:
Well I can unfortunately confirm that you are not alone. The woman who is the center of my life loves singing this song at the top of her lungs too. Give her a bit of time I'm sure she'll confirm this.
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