I don't really know if I believe it's not completely [b]my fault[/b] but I'm in this bad situation because of [b]you[/b] so you have to be punished right? I have to harass you to get you to change your mind because you're trying to take everything away with me. [i]It's not your fault but it's your fault.[/i]
I look in the bathroom mirror. I painted my nails an elegant violet color and wore a nice perfume. I'm not going to respray it, I don't want to make it seem like I'm trying too hard. I'd give you anything you wanted though, and don't worry I'd never tell your wife.
I slip my faith into the mailbox by your office. I tiptoe, my boots have a heel and I don't want to see you today but have prepared just in case. I know any time I see you I will cry because I always do that when I'm not even thinking about it. Like it's some sort of reflex even though I'm not sad. I want you to be intimidated of me through my written words which provide proof and also depict my intelligence then soften up to my crying pretty face.
I think about what I will do if you don't give me my way. I think about flipping your desk and taking away your everything like you did to me. It's not your fault, it's mine. However you will pay because not giving me my way is your fault.