Belittle me n then pretend to be my friend. It's ok bcuz you can never get to me. N to be honest, I've fallen in luv with the way relations end. I can get back to doing whatever in the fuck I want. Without the strangulation of a so called luv. So put me down n stomp on my name. Treat me as if m a lesser person bcuz I just can't wait. New beginnings that knows my with are a priceless thing. Some say my mentality of fucked. But in actuality not many can be with the earning of trust. Lacking the ability to hold another's emotion closer to their own hearts. So spit your venom upon my face. N watch how my expressions will never change. With or without you is in how your are of a forever after or a never again. Break down n verbally insult me if you will. I'll go back to being a stranger with a smile that knows you're missing more than an empty thrill. A in the moment of only feeling yourself when times get hard. As you'll listen from afar of hours my silence plays it's part. I don't mind bcuz I like my freedom to be me. It's NCIC I comprehend the concept of wants m needs...
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