For no rhyme or reason, this pensive heart broods over time. It has finally dawn on me that probably I am an anomaly? Probably. For I am not so sure myself.

The heart is heavy. So much anger. I've told you ppl many many times not to expect what you thought you could get out of me. I am not who you think I am. I am not the nice, sweetie-pie, angelic crap you make me out to be because I am simply not. It is all a load of crap. Nothing but rubbish. I didn't make this up, you guys did.

I am who I am. I tell it like it is and if you are disappointed by what you got, then that's just too bad. Nobody told you to have great expectations. Again and again I'll say, "I told you so." Full stop. Kapeesh.

You think you know but you have no idea whatsoever. Certain things I don't alter with. You wanna take that chance, you go ahead. That's your bloody problem. You answer for it.

For me, it's simple. Don't go wasting my time. I never ask for yours so don't ask for mine. Whether or not you like it, I really don't care.

Call me conservative, or uncomprimising for tt matter, but I rather stand true to what I believe is right. I can be very liberal but there's always a limit set for everything.

Oh well it's ok... it's typical of men in general to judge others for when they're mean or when evil reign over them.

Everything seems to happen all at once which is really frustrating. It's a miracle I still have an ounce of sanity left in me to keep me from going ballistic. Sigh.

I don't see why I have to explain myself to anybody. Really, you shouldn't try to agitate me.
Enough said.



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