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Watching my own show, my inner critic gives it a one star, but what does she know? Why can’t I be the critic to my inner critic? You don’t own me, you’re pathetic! I give you an F for telling me everything I can’t do... I hate you, and all your stupid reviews! You stop me and make fun of everything I want to do! Why can’t you go find a new host, because you and I will never be close! I want to hang you out to dry on the nearest close line and lie that everything will be just fine.. Then you’ll know what it’s like... I’m done with you get out of my head, I’m going to bed.
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Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC
This isn’t rotten tomatoes
Watching my own show, my inner critic gives it a one star, but what does she know? Why can’t I be the critic to my inner critic? You don’t own me, you’re pathetic! I give you an F for telling me everything I can’t do... I hate you, and all your stupid reviews! You stop me and make fun of everything I want to do! Why can’t you go find a new host, because you and I will never be close! I want to hang you out to dry on the nearest close line and lie that everything will be just fine.. Then you’ll know what it’s like... I’m done with you get out of my head, I’m going to bed.
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Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC
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