You started it, you end it. I am cold and unbothered, heartless and scary.
Stick and stones may break my bones, but your words will never touch me.
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Sometimes I forget what it's like to be really fake, to hide your agenda and to execute the daylights out of yourself. I have been too transparent. It's not good. I don't like it, I don't like to be
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