"babygirl, you couldn't last one day, in my world," you claim, smirking at me. you throw your arm around my shoulders, oblivious to my twisting stomach and rolling eyes. you think i'm so innocent, your very own blue-eyed&&dark-haired angelchild. you like to tell me horror stories, trying to shock me to fear, to tears. and darling, i can put on a damn good show for you, gasping at all the right words, shaking my head in all the right places. cause i know you like to see yourself as the best. and you like to hear your own voice and it's driving me fucking crazy. so get your hands off me, sweetheart, and back away slow before i snap. cause yeah, maybe you're right, maybe i couldn't last a day in your world. but honey, you couldn't survive five minutes in mine.