Villain

Wise as she is wicked. Conniving, clever and calculated; a veteran of evading accountability. Quite often abruptly thrust into situations where her lies will inevitably overlap, without a misstep she wont skip a beat, calm finesse while compiling more falsities ever dodging acknowledgment of her madness. Malicious manipulations engraved in her nature like the survival tact of a venomous wasp guarding their nest. Compelled by borderline sociopathic behavior, her billowing, fairly arrogant poise is panic driven as she unceasingly feigns flaunting a generous temperament. She is alone in her own psychosis. She operates on shame from suppressing unresolved childhood traumas like for instance: Age 10 - when asked to invite him upstairs for supper, discovering her beloved father feet first, his limp figure in a gentle sway, gradually releasing its momentum as he had hanged himself in the family wine cellar sometime earlier that afternoon.

The complex characteristics of pathological liars can cultivate a sort of empathy of witnesses because, once they spin a tale and have heard their preferred version of a story *even from their very own lips* that portrayal becomes truth to them. Behind those infinite blazing blue eyes her manic mantras materialize. Over and over and over and over she loses touch with reality…

“I’m essential for this situation to operate properly!

They NEED my assistance!

I will prove how vital I am to your survival and you shall fear decline without my constant counsel!”

These internal tirades are the fumes fueling her reverberating narcissism. All of her features twisted fabrications. Hair bleached whiter than stark styrofoam, fangs extracted and replaced with plated porcelain, withered deflated breasts surgically rearranged to spill over chic lingerie and double-D blouses; layer by layer intending to conceal every hollow hearted hatred chamber with desperate pursuit of aesthetic approval.

“So I’m told you’re receiving high marks in community college while working on the side?” She boasts and condescends, “Yes well (leisurely washes her beau’s dishes) I got a full scholarship to Princeton years ago but decided to raise my children and invest in THEIR success instead.” Investigating for an ilk of evidence behind such claims is a widespread waste of energy. At least she believes herself? The type of person to tell you just how humble they are. Passively discrediting anyone’s achievements unless they were spoon-fed by her directly. Indiscriminate with casualties like an unbridled wildfire fixated on motivating its frenzy. Be gone you menacing devil woman.