You got under my skin,
and ripped my heart out of my chest.
You lit a match against my skin,
and then stayed to watch it burn.

              * I still cross continents for you.

I lost myself a century ago, you enchanted me with your egocentric smile and your eyes that glimmer, only to leave me hanging like your favorite movie you gave away because you already knew every line from tip to toe, you replaced me and I was too broken and blurred to even hesitate so I just walked away but kept looking back because anyone whose ever loved you or has the slightest idea of how truly fascinating you are is aware of how absolutely twisted it would be to let go of you.
My biggest desire is for me to be half as incredible as you know you are and maybe then you would think twice before letting me go into my own tomb.
You signed my death sentence when you uttered the words that burned my throat smashed my bones and left me wishing I was somewhere in Mars.
And not even there, in that deserted planet that inhales awkward girl's dreams and exhales them because they are far too ridiculous for the real world while dying from the lack of oxygen and the intense heat that came in through the lips you once kissed and made a tour through my broken self only to permanently stay in my shattered lonely heart, not even then had I preferred to be conscious when you chose her over me, rejecting me forever.

You'll make an infinity of mistakes chasing girls who will rip your heart out and laugh and kiss your mouth while you bleed out, and you won't even notice. You'll pour your soul into a girl whose main interest is your wallet.
You'll waste your youth and waste your time, in a girl who doesn't care about your smile.
She'll leave before you get the chance to wonder why or cry for mercy.
*I've got all the things she lacks, and lack the things she's got.

I want to break the paradigm of how pretty girls are dumb and I hate to see women surrender to men as if we were trophies and they could just brag about us and all our functions.
Don't be one of those girls.
Don't date a guy who wants you just because you're pretty.
Don't settle for a man that compliments you on looks rather than personality.
Look for someone who looks beyond your outer layer.
Someone who listens, someone who dives into your soul, someone with whom you can melt into a conversation and lose track of time, agree to disagree.
Don't be the side-girl of any man.
Strive to be remembered as strong and independent rather than pretty but shallow.