A Beautiful Mess

"I have some artificial friends, engrossed in artificial trends."

Imagine sitting in a room with the person you hate most. They hate you, too. They say all sorts of horrible things to you, just to put you down. “You’re disgusting. You’re ugly. You’re fat. You’re worthless. Nobody loves you.” Imagine… you’ll never escape that person. That person is you. The room is your mind. You’ll always be together. You will never escape… no matter how much you hate each other. Welcome to my life.

Imagine sitting in a room with the person you hate most. They hate you, too. They say all sorts of horrible things to you, just to put you down. “You’re disgusting. You’re ugly. You’re fat. You’re worthless. Nobody loves you.” Imagine… you’ll never escape that person. That person is you. The room is your mind. You’ll always be together. You will never escape… no matter how much you hate each other. Welcome to my life.

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