When you enter my profile, you are not entering to become friends with me. But a mask of friendship filled with hate. I do not wish to be banned. I'm not a Stalker, I'm not cocky. But I have hurt people, people who should understand, really understand that they have hurt me aswell. She tole me we were friends, that she wanted my trust. And then I get a greeting of exile, abandonment. I'm cold on the outside, and sometimes on the inside. But you know my meaning for this, in order to have the one I love. I did what I had to do, even though it ended in disaster. I'm still picking up the wreckage, Shrapnal in my heart, i was blinded, fooled; I thought I was the con-man. Do not trust bitter-sweet revenge; I know all of whom understand what I am saying will not forgive me, where their is more appreciation for whom this is being said too. I'm alone, guard down, I have no weapons to stand against those who oppose me. And I'm sorry for the pain I have caused, but the betrail has hurt me just as much. Aren't you forgetting the key character in this story, or were you too blinded? Remember why we fought, and are still...Its his heart thats broken. Not mine Nor yours.