Scars from the battlefield.

Sometimes I just effing hate you.

Well you know what? Two can play that game.

You say you're tired of all the crap I'm giving you.

Well guess what custard,

it's a decision made not to give up.

Now well, I won't give a damn about what you want to do with your life and all.

I'm putting on a smile you can never take off my face!

Never shall I cry for or over you again.

You're so not worth my tears and I deserve better than you.

So just do yourself a favour and screw yourself up, you know I won't give a damn.

I never had.

Thank you for giving me memories.

I shall erase the bad from them.

They are not worth remembering.

Yet again, it is what makes me put on this smile and moving on with a braver and stronger heart.

So screw that thought!

Scars are what makes a person stronger.

So thank YOU for the scars you left (:

I know we both have war scars.

But baby, love is a battlefield.

So deal with it and get the best out of it and not the other way round,

which you are already doing.