Need equals hate, you would know

"When does real love begin? At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity. At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love? At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession."Anaïs Nin 

You dont like me, I love me

Mais tu ne t’es vraiment pas comporté comme un gentleman. 

Tu dis n’importe quoi

Tu m’as fait honte

You're an idiot for thinking like that

You can be so freaking mean sometimes

Well sorry, thats who I am

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