To be happy with anything, we must be happy within ourselves. We must make ourselves happy, otherwise we will forever push the world away.
<<We should never make anyone else responsible for our own happiness>>

I hate your wicked truth.

It didn’t take you long to replace me.

Some wicked words for my sweetheart.

As the song goes “Don’t Stop Believing” but I am, much like Ted Mosby, everyday I believe a little less, I’m letting the darkness consume me. Die Nigh… it has most indeed been nigh many times for me but for her, for you well don’t I…

Learn to ignore wicked lies.

I loved you once upon a time.

You have been lurking around for years.

Wanting a forbidden love.

Amusing poem about an evil woman who works her servant to the bone.