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i think my friends hate me.

why be the favorite child when you can be the disappointment?

there’s this all-consuming rage inside of me that wells up because I don’t know what else to feel.

are you afraid of me? good. you should be.

oop there go my interests again, never sharing those again.

I'm nothing but a problem, leave you crying overnight And I hate to say it but your sister was right I can't focus on the future, only my short sight

being the favorite child won’t last, my darling.

i might be the stupidest most motherfucking naive person on the planet but i have the fucking willpower. i might be afraid to die, but you’re afraid to live. what the fuck is that about?

For as long as I am the outsider I will sit on the outside and do my silly little tasks as I have always done. By myself.

Secondly, I know I haven't written much You know the way I can be Tonight, I'm fucking drunk So it's all gonna be about me Take a seat, pull up a chair Give me one beat to fill my glass I've lost a piece of me in you But you've lost all your past

things like me don’t die easy.

IT SMELLS LIKE PERFORMATIVE IN HERE

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: if you have a problem with me, say it to my face.