Go ahead and talk, say all the things that you feel the need to say. Look at my photographs and make jokes thinking that on some level it will ruin my day. Pick my life apart piece by piece, find flaws where you may. Remember though that in the end it is you that will pay.
See jealousy is the utmost form of praise, compliment me all you like. I take your words with grains of salt, they mean nothing coming form a nasty dyke. The names that you'd love to have are mine as is the voice on the other end of the mic. So continue please make me that much more important than I am with each strike.
DO your words harm me..why no, in fact I find them quite amusing. Does the anger and bitterness scold me..well no it's only words that your abusing. I know that your life must be strange and so confusing. I am the one gaining strength the power you thought you held, your slowly losing.
