Elizabeth
I don't give a fuck what you think of me. I never claimed to be gentle. I'm not. I'm rude, condescending, arrogant, brilliant, cynical, loving, enthralled with the beauty in this world, annoyed by idiots, honest, open, speak my damn mind when I fucking please, innocent, jaded, and overall, complex. I am very rarely gentle or kind. I will especially not be gentle and kind to idiots, or to people who simply don't rate or don't deserve it. And yes, I'm conceited too, most of the time.
Dedicated to all the idiots I've left behind (and trust me, they've heard it in person, too):
You lost me because you couldn't handle who I am, and I couldn't handle your inability to do so. You lost me because you can't stand that I'm volatile and emotional and just a tad bit crazy. I'm busy, and hectic, and you weren't the most important thing in my life, you weren't even in the top 10. You lost me because you didn't understand that I can be vicious and cruel and cutting, and mean absolutely none of it whatsoever - my sense of humour can be downright twisted. You lost me because you allowed me to walk all over you, and never made a noise. You lost me because you didn't have the heart, the energy or the balls to stand up to me.
You lost me because you treated my ambition like a phase; amusing, adorable, but ultimately something I would outgrow. Hell no, I intend to conquer the world in one fashion or another, with or without you by my side. (Without.) You lost me because I was okay with these things until I sat down and analyzed them. Analyzed spending my time with someone who couldn't understand me, didn't try to understand me.
You didn't understand why I was so terribly passionate about the things I do. I throw myself into things, immerse myself in them, become consumed and engulfed. You wanted someone who works a nine to five, and will come home to chill on the couch and watch TV in the evenings.
I don't want a nine to five, watch TV, have some kids a dog and a white picket fence kind of life. I'd rather shoot myself now, and get it over with, thanks. I want someone who wants to go out and conquer the world with me.
You lost me, simply, because you didn't have the capacity to comprehend me or the strength to hold me, and I broke free.
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