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She's selling herself like a cheap carnival game and even with your hands shaking and your breath coming fast you still hit the mark every fucking time; I really don't think it's fair, anyways, and I'm not sure that it is, the way you never miss and even if you do, no one's looking and she certainly doesn't notice, but then again no one expects her to- no one expects anything, because expectations lead to disappointment leads to reality, and who wants that anyways? Would it be better to live in a sugar-spun world where nothing's real but hey, you're happy at least, or would you like to know the truth even if it bites and stings- well who's making you choose anyways, and I can simplify it even more: close your fucking eyes and go to sleep already.