Distrust.

Maybe I'm standing on the edge of my consciousness and conscience. It's been years since I felt like this, and now the feeling is back.
Rejection. Distrust. Betrayal.
I am back to my old self, when there was no love. When there was only loneliness and hatred. When i had nothing but myself. You have betrayed me, and i thank you for opening me horizon. I have woke up from the deep sleep, and now i just want to do what i wish.
Call me unfashionable, but i don't give a damn about that.
Call me outdated, and still don't give a damn about that.
I'll just let it all out. Speak all i want to say: fuck you.

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