Blackbeard Cop: My Own Label

I definitely still find it hard speaking to you. I make myself for a reason. I don't understand why you had such a rage against me a few years ago. You were serious when you were wanting me to be seen as the damned of the damned like you might as well kill me. I still believe in tomorrows as I know I did then. I can't remember everything but I remember you as a heartless man. Did I really break your heart? Did I really give you that much of a heart attack? what would a cheated person as I say to that with an incliniation that you would still feel what you think is too right againt me. I didn't want you for the way you had to be right with both making your beauty contest of another woman superior and wanting me to be bisexual! You fronted with me like you wanted me, than broke my heart with "You'll always love someone else the most." That was plain mean to be that insensitive. While I could ask about being warm with each other, a lot of my feelings fade. While you get your urge, I feel like this is a situation that can't get anywhere. Making me hear or believe the song "Wait by the River, by Lord Huron with sincerity and not sarcasm would mean something but what is anything to you with what you have to be right about? Right now, my best guess is that your Johnny Walker Black is stirred up and wanting to take me down without a fight. I really don't label myself as a prostitute. I think adult entertainers and prostitutes are not the same. But you want to speak further with what constitutes some things... I know I've never had sex with any customer. Your Johnny Walker Black is on top of me for whatever reason. I seriously do not label myself as a prostitute then and now. Its the fact that you want me given up to your bondage that makes me question your warm. I dont understand you blakbeard. Do you feel you hurt yourself when you hurt me? You had worst approach repeated pattern.... And I said that last night in my exhaustion and in my wake, I still mean it. I can't see you either blackbeard but you make me feel defenseless and blind and it matters to me that you know I don't label myself as a prostitute. It matters to me whatever you feel your entitlement is and what you think you are so right about.