tell me again why we're even talking? cocky, smart-ass, i bet in you're mind you got me choking a pinch of hate, a little sarcasm got me thinking, confused, we've got enough chasm i'm the /dead girl/, you said once or twice still thinking of a comeback that could bring down that pride paid for something i broke; i admit it was my fault if it was my granddaughter who broke it, would it have brought you to a halt? believe it or not, i think you're pretty unusual handsome face, words with blade, and can be a little cruel
Kaitlyn Javier, For Ryan













