these familure tears steam softly down my flushed cheeks and dip from my quivering chin,
caused once more by this judge mental, unexepting world.
i dont want to be normal if that is what normal is.
if i were normal, if i were like you, i would simply neck myself.
to be widely socaly excepted in the expense of a unique soul, is far from worth it.
your veiws on life, your expectations, your prioritys, simply fucked.
so tell me what you hate about me because i hate everything about you.
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I hate to see you with angst, i want you to be happy.
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