I am..

I am an exquisite human being constantly judged by our miserable society or those whom we call friends. I've done things I am not proud of, I've betrayed people who love me, yet I don't love them back and what is worst is that just forgot how to feel.
The lack of emotions i'm living now it's not normal, I am constantly scared, but I no loger feel. I'm stuck on fear and I can't hold it back. I wanna feel like a real person, just the way he made me feel that cold evening in which I betrayed everything I once believed on, but it just felt so esquisite that I don't regret, I just don't.
I would do it again, he made me feel like a real woman, object of desire and lust it was amazing, it was the forbiden fruit of all times that who might've never been touched before. Just thinking about it makes me shriver and gives me goosebumps and turns a fire one me. I wanna feel like that every single day of my life. Exquisite.

Regardless of everything I've been through, I love being me. Even thought people thinks opposite, they're wrong. I've done bad things, things I'm NOT proud but yet I would do them again, they might talk, 'cuz trust me they will, but I've reached to a point where I no longer care the opinion of anyone anymore.

They are not me. They don't feel what I feel, they dont figh what I fight. They hate me yet they love me, hypocrites! I' am me whether they like it or not.