People move on. Life cycles through.


The crash and burn happened when the lie was brought to light.

I'm not perfect, and would never want to be. If you're flawed too, you become real to me. Sometimes, just sometimes, you find a girl who probably should call herself a man because she isn't like all the other girls.

I understand the carnal need, I have that need myself.

I understand the conquest. I am a conqueror.

I understand the feeling of being trapped. I'm a caged animal more than I am not.

Where they get it wrong with me, is lying to me about it all.

... there are some lies that are not known to be lies, even by the man who told them. They think they know what they want, until they find out differently. The challenge then is convincing me it wasn't a lie to begin with.

I don't judge them for who they are/were. I am not perfect. I don't expect you to be. Society has it all wrong... IT judges you for who you are.

I judge you for the lie I was told in order to fit in to that society.

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