I always thought you were sweet and unique with a love for those who needed it most and a forgiveness of those rejecting your arrival. You told me stories I only now am skeptical of a deep sadness you now so abundantly flaunt about. You are very ambitious for a person who will so willingly throw aside those who made it hard for you to see the truth about yourself. Tell me again about how much you care if you ever told me in the first place. Speak aloud your lies upon lies upon lies while I, gullible, take it all in, not knowing to take it with a grain of salt. Where is the friend I once fought so hard for who lifted me up and thanked me for all my good taste? My taste hasn't changed at all, but the flavor has gone bad. Rotten to the core by it's own spoiled upbringing and living lavishly on one grain of rice still obese with dumbness and recorded thoughts. I will torture you as long as your continue to torture me with whatever lies you spread to keep yourself afloat. Tell me more about how I was only a stepping stone to your ****** of ****** assault and he said - she said. I hope you risk everything to be talked about by everyone and remembered for nothing. No one will pay respects to a thing that ultimately respects no one and will do anything to be filled.