You've got it all wrong
You gave no choices
I got twisted, almost ruined
I wont screw you
Nor will I turn my heads away
I must say I have nothing to say, speechless -doiink
You can be my pillar, nvr my bridge
I'll nvr let you be
I dont wanna be demanding
All I need is your blessings
If you're tracing back your old footsteps, you're almost there
Kudos to you
Your sorrow reminisces are a big bullsh-eet
Your cries and abhors, oh its "past cries and abhors"
You're licking pee
I used to give you a whole cake
But now, its slices that you get
I'm still giving no matter how small e slice it
You cant always have e cake and eat it
Be thankful
Don even try to make me hate you
As I decide when do I actually hate
I'm so gay now; all smiles
I wish to be a fhuckingly selfish biarch at times
To my heart's content

An email I received,
A July baby:
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood.
Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation.
Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful.
Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable.
Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Spazzy at times. Not revengeful.
Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things.
Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully.
Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp.
Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying.
Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends.
Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked.
Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.

Hmm all true?
Enlighten me dear readers
Tag me if you're curious
To what kind of a baby you are