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Is it me? I’ve always wondered.
But surely it mustn’t be, for I’m not dangerously boring or hopelessly mundane, I don’t half-heartedly love or fickly desire. So why is it so that I can never find someone who can care for me as equally as I do, so selflessly tend to my constantly shattering heart. Why, is it my fault, is there some utterly conspicuous quality about me, an aura perhaps, that simply directs love away?
No, I’m positive it isn’t me, it must be them. All the ones who thought it was okay to lie to or trick me, to take advantage of me, to not take into account my own glass emotions. Ah, ignorance truly is bliss, and age only brings more and more masked thieves, thinking that they can keep fooling me.
I’m not blind nor am I naive, but god am I stupid.
I can count all my fingers and toes,
and all of my mother’s roses,
but I can’t count the stars in the sky
or the times I’ve wanted to cry.
Conspiracy Keanu contributes to art historical research.
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this is my favorite family feud moment
no one witnesses the fall of humanity more than him