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| I want to like myself. But instead, I like everything else. I like everything so much it hurts, and my gums are dry from smiling so much. | |
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| Sidekick to the knee...pop it out sideways... | |
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| So you see what I'm saying, Mary? I hate myself so intensely, I invert it all, flip it around, and love everything around me. How can I let that be, Mary? What kind of a life is that? | |
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| Take you for instance. You're not paying any attention to me at all, yet the light of my love for you would put the stars to shame. Wait...how old are you? | |
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