i'm gradually becoming numb to your inconsistency. now it just inspires a shrug, because you come around to everything eventually. it's just a matter of waiting until you've convinced yourself you're ready.
you think you have me all figured out, that it's easy because i'm transparent. i just don't tell you how easy it is to read you because you prefer to think of yourself as an enigma. i know you better than you think i do.