i placed on my lips the hate color • on my skin, i placed the putrefy scent • i opted not to talk but to curse • i exposed myself in most nasty stand ⋯ i ate garlic, beans cabbage and raisins ▫ my breath didn't smell of tonic and mint scent ▫ i've laughed and farted offensively naughty ▫ i tried everything just to spread repel ⋯ and love didn't run, but quite the reverse ▫ it has been happy to live in my evilly evilness ▫ it enjoyed itself, finding i am in bigger shit than it was ▫ got conquered when it saw i'm not flawless at all ⋯ so what you and i already know, at love's ears, the woman in me murmured some famous quotes ⋯ “love me at my worst cos at my best, everybody can”