• “So you say you’re ignored. As it is, well, give us your sad, sad trip.” Chevelle-I Get It

    Butting heads, never backing down, both stubborn to the core, this fight will never end. Please make it stop! You can’t always have the last word, but can I? Should I always get the sweet satisfaction of knowing that I have won the fight? Not with you, no one wins. It is endless and stressful. Take the time to see you won’t win this, if I can’t have the satisfaction then why should you? How is that fair?
    Should we take turns at backing down? Never. Where is the challenge? Where is the sweet satisfaction that you get when you know that you are frustrating someone to the core of their being because you won’t back down? It doesn’t exist if there is a compromise. The anger pulses through our veins like a sweet injected drug, it travels fast and it’s like liquid fire. Hearts pounding against our rib cages as we await the other’s next move.
    Our defense is up, our guard is out and neither will turn the other way. We don’t trust one another; there is too much tension. Will this end violently? Or calmly? I know. Breathing is erratic and eyes full of fury. Alfas fighting to prove who really has the right to be the superior. I know who it really should be, but I can’t back down. Letting you win just doesn’t cut it for me, I’m sorry that you feel as if I am taking away your right as a natural superior but it can’t be helped, believe me, you made me this way.
    How do we ever stop this? Will it ever really stop? This violent dance of rage and turmoil needs to come to an end. But really, who in the end will be the stronger of the two and just walk away from it all and just leave the battle at a void? How will we ever know when neither of us has self control.