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How can you accept the fact that you’re just a ****** person? How can you walk around like the world’s in your hands, but have nothing to show for it? How do you manage to make everything about yourself, knowing good and well you wouldn’t have even gotten this far if you hadn’t had help? How can you just take the credit and run faster than the wind? How is it even possible for you to get away with it again and again? I wish I understood why you think you can play the victim. when the cops showed up you had the knife n your hands still dripping the deep red serum. How can you just lie without an ounce of remorse? Have you no shame at all? No, you couldn’t possibly comprehend exactly what it is to feel this hurt.
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
I wish I had a better title.
How can you accept the fact that you’re just a ****** person? How can you walk around like the world’s in your hands, but have nothing to show for it? How do you manage to make everything about yourself, knowing good and well you wouldn’t have even gotten this far if you hadn’t had help? How can you just take the credit and run faster than the wind? How is it even possible for you to get away with it again and again? I wish I understood why you think you can play the victim. when the cops showed up you had the knife n your hands still dripping the deep red serum. How can you just lie without an ounce of remorse? Have you no shame at all? No, you couldn’t possibly comprehend exactly what it is to feel this hurt.
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
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