little people with big mouths and shriveled hearts filled with excuses and pardons beneficial to themselves pretending that the little game is just that: a game
forgetting about feelings and filled with fallacies pieces are placed in their perfect position strung along like stupid, sorrowful simpletons
experience is not something that can be fooled anger is not something to be played with apathy is something to fear
love is patient and kind love is also obstinate and persistent it will not be misused or mistreated
true love is not an elementary concept small minds simply cannot understand naturally cling to games that only give empty satisfaction