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Love yourself for who you are, for who I am. Do not change. For my sake, lets be pitiful. I like dragging on your day so every second makes you feel like your falling. Your smile actually means something when you think about it long enough. Stop being so depressed with gelled fringe on your eyes. I love the way your eyes wrinkle at the sides when you laugh, and the way your tone of voice changes when you are sad. These are all human qualities, I don't know why I love them so much. Or the way you put your hands together when you don't want to talk. it's from back here I realize you are who you are and I am who I am. We will not change much from this point on, I will love you for as long as you can talk. Promise? Deal. Life gets easier when you think about the small things, I was told. Lets be immature and ruin the world! No. I don't want to ruin. Lets be rational here, the world is already ruined. please. Stop, think. I am not here to please you.
Why are you saying thanks? I am no inspiration to your life. I am me. And you are you. There is no change here. I could talk and talk for hours because I don't know any other way to keep you interested. A story's a story right? We'll forget about this soon enough. Just be patient. I have no patience. Trust me, I do not play hard to get. I just am hard to get. I rationalize things to much. Want to talk about spiders? Spiders are the only other animal that can preform the act of rape. How disgusting does that make you feel? Fuck this. I am not you and I am not inspiring you. You're inspiring yourself. This is so every-day. The lack of originality I imagine is what really gets you going. I don't think I have an ADD. So don't ask. Because I don't know. Sometimes my heart beats to fast, and sometimes I am just like you... with emotions and anger. And teenage angst and lonesome. But then sometimes... I am not you. and I don't feel a thing, not your hurt as I brutalize your small erupting ego as I shoot down your immature two year old pity streaks. Not your rage as you try to insult my mood swings or my maybenotsosane intellectual way of thinking, but I won't care Because I am me. and you are you. and nothing is going to change this aspect. Learn something from your thoughts that are so mildly racing through your head. I am just like you, in a way. the fact I am teenage and want to run off and elope because it sounds like a wonderful adventure. But that I am just not like you, in another way. Because I would actually run off and elope, and then come home and tell the world I actually mean it. And actually do


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