listen up, i want to tell you something.
I dont really like you, in fact you bore the crap out of me. I pretend tou like you because I dont want to hurt you, but you irritate me so much I sometimes feel like the walls are closing on me and I’m going to be squashed un the presure.
I listen to you, only because I can’t shut my ears by default and I agree with you, just ot get your thoughts out og my mind because they are just a waste of my time to process. You think you are smart and I give you that impression because I dont fight you, but I dont want to fight you, its a waste of my time – half the shit you talk about is just to agrue your point, fuck I’ll give you your point for free and that saves me hearing you pedantically, strategically breaking things down like life is a math lesson and you already know the answer becuase you’ve decided you want it to be right and you find the tiniest degree in validity somewhere along the line of proving your point and then you argue it ot hte death and in doing so you think you solved the argument to begin with – fuck, thats hardcore even for me. But listen up , i hear you like I did before and I think the same like I did before – you are not special in the way that you’ll leave a mark in the world – no, your special in other ways sure but you make me so fucking mad I could shoot myself in the fucking head with a loaded shotgun and not even think twice!
You are not who they say you are and the label on the tin is purly for marketing purposes.