Holier than thou all you want, you're the one who's a pathetic mess, and you know it. Deep down, under all the lies and all the half-truths you tell yourself so you can sleep, you know that you're alone in this world and if you had to really face that truth, you'd die.
For once I can say, with a smile, that I'd be just fine on my own.
Sucks to be you.
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