I see through you, you thrive off my pain it fuels you. You devour real people, our wise words *holds heart and breaths with inspiration* you will not break us you will quote us . This is why the women I want to love are lost, you may speak our words but you will never emulate what made us write down our inspirations, it comes from deep emotional desire and pain we cry for our words you say them as a lesson, you speak them, we feel them. Mark Andrew Guertin 5/19/2015 9:11 pm