She isn't about to agree, he doesn't even let her think freely. Another favor to the pile. She don't plan to stay for a while. The disrespect, she is close to leave but she never left. Her rant built up tension. Another dramatic behavior, she wants to leave but never commits maybe hopefully sometime later. Ever hear the fear in one's voice, you want to pull up and make someone a victim and not give them a choice? That's me every second I hear about that *****. Bet if I gave him a taste of his own he'll be the snitch. Might as well give him a stitch. Her rant gave me a wish. He loves to disagree, victimized himself so she couldn't agree. Her rant woke me, now I'm hoping to catch him free. On the street, behind the darkness so these fist can meet. Hands on to put his words to a silence. My thoughts held in defiance. With out official warnings because he lost his safety a while ago. Ask his baby mama because he's the one being a ***. Her rant got me ready to be a bad guy in his story. Once upon a time, the end! lights out in a hurry.