Sometimes I just get sick of the way we act around one another. I get sick of the things we say. Sometimes I hate you so much I just want to vomit all over your shoes because you make me so sick.
Got second. Feel like first, sometimes. Nobody really cares, they just smile and act supportive. Then they tell me to shut up and listen to their problems.
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