what if...
...you meet someone who seems to know it all. He knows who you are, what you think, what you really want (no matter what you think about it and what you tell him, he doesn't care, he just knows better), he knows what your paintings say about you, he knows, simply, everything. He doesn't have to look or see or be happy about surprises or whatever, he knew everything about you from the start anyway. And he doesn't stop telling you what kind of person you are, how you act, how everything just is. You can tell him what you want, you can jump, you can shout, you can contradict, you can go up the wall, he will not see, he will not care, he just tells you what he just knows. And he doesn't stop telling you. And it drives you crazy because you don't feel like the person he just knows you are. And then he stops. Apparently he became bored with the picture of you he created. So, what if he comes back? I tell you what: kick his ass, send him home or to hell! Yeah. Yeah... But what if he has such a fucking nice body?
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And, by the way, I'm not better either, I just know as well. :>
I wish I knew ;-)
...and what if he comes back and does
not talk too much. Uuuh that's am-m-m-mazing-g-g... ;)
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