Dear Schizo Soulmate,
You, yes, you…the one I haven’t yet met. I’m talking to you.
Have you run out of fantasies to entertain yourself?
What’s the matter? Still need my fire to create your selfish thought patterns?
Well, I’m not here, and I’m not there.
Unless you’re looking for claw marks, don’t come to me showing off some golden retriever and a dozen red roses.
Black Cat Words 