[Emotional suffocation is overrated] I don't know why you're so convinced you can't match up to your own potential to love. Or provide. Or simply just having that slightest attachment. So what if I'm your past? So what if you don't do seconds? That doesn't mean I can't stick around, hopeful I'd be able to change your mind some time. Hell, I'd fucking wear a dress if that'd make you pay attention. Do you really need me to spell it out for you? You're different & that's why you drive me insane. You fucking stand your ground, you even outplay my butchness.
Or so they profess. & even as they confuse, complicate & twist the way I live my days, I like this.. this.. scene. It's so weird. Yet it's seems fun to get lost in it without really having to figure out the exit door. 3 completely different souls/worlds, 1 objective.
It makes me think: Are my convictions really meant to be stuck to? Are they barriers I set or set by others & influences of the past? Can they possibly be an attraction? Am I really worth all the blubber I'm carrying under my skin?
I'm making it clear that I'm not gonna play my cards here at all. I don't expect nothing. Yet I'd still give whatever I can afford to. Don't expect me to bend my principles & do things just because it's right. Even if I had the chance to make things right, I still wouldn't. I don't need emotional suffocation because it's overrated. I'd spare myself the trouble of being stressed out just to make the other party happy or cater to her jealousy/insecurity.
