I have a mouth and I must speak. Yes I must speak. Let me finish my sentences because my words are what really reflects my soul, not my eyes. Some folks be like "you don't need to speak. i can read your mind" damn crazies! They mean jumping to conclusions by looking at my eyes. I do need to speak. My words contain my wills, my consent, my yes and no's, and so on. My eyes contain no meanings except for what crazy "mind readers" put words into. It's all secondary behaviors with no meanings. I hate mind readers. They don't listen. They rationalize themselves by saying that words deceive and eyes tell truth. Some of them will even reveal themselves to be a dangerous person. "she said she already have a bf but her eyes said something else. you see, i could tell." Nooo, you fool! You're dismissing her polite no! It's all in your head! Get out of your own head and start fucking listening to worrrrrrrrrds! My words are my choice, my agency, my responsibility. So let me finish because I have the right to choose. I have the right to express myself. It's my right to succeed or fail, confess love and get love or get rejected and feel hurt, or accept or reject someone, and these are all my rights to experience life on my own terms.