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you know what i really dont like?

my mom told me i was a happy baby. I was chill. Nipple and all. Is that weird? Sorry, but its true.
at one point in my life i was uber superficially gorgeous. i was sexually attracted to myself.
i was such a good student. i got lots of A's and felt special in my honors classes.
i went to state meets and wore pin-striped jerseys and they all told me anything is possible if you put your mind to it.
so i did.
and now i cant get enough.

no, actually i didn't...i laughed at them and i let people win. Why? Well, i get really strong impulses to hang myself over the banister. Not in a suicidal way, i just want to. We worked a lot on visualization techniques during my swim career. I can clearly visualize mistakes before they happen and i laugh and carry through because how else would i know that i was right? I like being right, i'm not often right. I say don't make the same mistake twice because variety is the spice of life. Right? Right.

and everything happens for a reason.
yes, a bad one.

i have an idea.
you idolize me and i'll idolize you
then we'll shake hands and get on seperate trains
and i'll blow a kiss and you can blow the whistle
and we'll meet head on in a catastrophic clash
of contorted shiny metal.

I'm sorry world
i just dont know what to do for you.

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