Love is a game, and my heart is out of play.
I dont need your love; Im perfectly fine being heartless.
Emotions are for the weak; I prefer my cold, calculated solitude.
If you expect loyalty from a savage, youre playing a dangerous game.
My heart has worn armor, and I forgot where I left the key.
Love is for the foolish; I am the artisan of my own detachment.
Feelings are just distractions from my true ambitions.
Heartbreak is just a pain I never choose to feel.
Ive built my walls so high, even the wind whispers in fear.
Savage hearts dont beat for anyone but themselves.
I don’t cry; I just watch the world burn.
In a world of feelings, I choose to be a stone.
Empathy is overrated; savage is the new compassionate.
If love is a battlefield, Ive long since declared victory in solitude.
My indifference is my shield, and it shines like armor.
I don’t count tears; I count victories.
Cold hearts dont tremble; they conquer.
Im a savage warrior in a world of lovelorn sheep.
Happiness is overrated; I embrace my inner darkness.
Who needs a heart when the mind is a lethal weapon?
They say love is blind; I say its just a mask for weakness.
I dance in the ashes of my past, unfazed and unbroken.
You cant break what was never whole to begin with.
My heart is a gallery of scars; each one tells a savage story.
Roses are red, violets are blue; my hearts been buried, and Im done with you.
I thrive in chaos; its where I feel most alive.
Attachment is a curse I refuse to bear.
Ive turned my pain into strength; Im fiercely unchained.
Savage by nature, heartless by choice.
I prefer the silence of solitude over the noise of love.
I am the tempest that leaves only wreckage in its wake.
Trust is a game for fools; Im merely a spectator.
I strip my emotions bare, leaving only a savage shell.
Heartless is not a flaw; its a fierce badge of honor.
I dont hold grudges; I just savor the sweet taste of revenge.
The light of love was too bright; I embrace the shadows.
I dont need a heart to feel; my wrath speaks volumes.
My existence is a rebellion against the chains of emotion.
Why settle for love when I can have power?
Heartfelt is weak; savage is strong.
Im the storm that sweeps away the sentimental; chaos is my comfort.
A savage heart loves no one, yet yearns for nothing.
My emotional indifference is my greatest victory.
Ive replaced tears with laughter; pain is a mere joke.
I am the architect of my own desolation; heartless and proud.