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Ego can be tricky. Some people have it because they genuinely know their worth. Others use it to hide the fact that they’re worthless.

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Some people build walls so high they reach the ozone layer, just to hide the fact that they’re full of shit.

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I only exist to you if I want to, and I feel no remorse.

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Sometimes my dreams are terrifying and I murder the monsters instead of running.

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Sometimes we climb all the way up, and the mountaintop is just disappointing.

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I really want to step inside a mind that won’t disappoint me.

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My soulmate is probably fucking someone else right now.

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We really don’t talk enough about the difficulty of trying not to go insane.

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“No one deserves me” sounds a lot better than admitting I couldn’t find my soulmate.

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Life keeps testing me as if I won’t eventually start laughing like a maniac.

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I’m fine not getting what I want. But offer me something and then pull it back. Now I’m fkn pissed.

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If we had first worked on ourselves, we might have been able to love others more effectively.

Unresolved inner struggles spill outward and affect those around us negatively, while greater psychological stability often allows us to support and uplift others.

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I observe and study people as though they are part of a living social experiment. Both the constructive and destructive aspects of a person hold my attention equally, each revealing something about human behavior. Understanding feels compulsive at times, as if knowledge itself were the driving force of my interest, rather than the person in question.

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These hands think of you as a grave.

As if you were the very last thing,

It would ever want to hold inside it.

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Are people actually able to cry when they’re sad?

I just feel overwhelmed yet empty, wishing I could cry.

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I rarely choose what’s right or wrong, I choose to remain emotionally dead, and down it with a shot of narcissism.

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Unfortunately, I know I need to be ruined to reach my full potential.