If I’m mistreated and disrespected, she doesn’t know what she wants, AND if she does she obviously doesn’t know how to take care of it. So then ask yourself, “Why?”.
My answer? Stupidity. I’m just walking a road of self destruction and I know it will not end pretty. So why don’t I stop? I can’t. My heart will not permit it. Love is involuntary; I can not force myself to not feel pain as much as I can not force myself not to feel love. But the same way that pain can be ignored, so can love. I will ignore love if necessary. Because heartbreak isn’t necessary. I wish heartbreak upon no one. As brutal as my words might sound to you sometimes, they do not even measure to the sole disrespect and confusion you bring my heart. So I leave you with this. Get your shit straight before shit gets straight with you, dude.