Sometimes i hate myself.
I don't like looking through your eyes.
Because that person is all wrong.
Most of all, I hate not being able to tell someone about... all of it.
Like, every little embarrassing, depressing, awkward thought I have.
I don't believe there exists a friendship in which you can tell someone anything at all, no matter how lame, or stupid, or disgusting.
That closeness doesn't exist.
Because everyone wants to seem cooler than they actually are.
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