(I hate you.
We want to think that we're all grown up and you still caught me off-guard, even though I was the one who prepared. That's so ironic! I wasn't ready for this, I'm sorry. Stupid me...
"It's your fault. Your habits, your laziness. Do you even properly communicate with me?! Man up! And can you stop it already?! I don't want it!!"
You talk to me like I wasn't careful... you don't have to be like the others, so sensitive and 'choosy'!
"Why are you comparing me to others, in the first place? I am different from them, and it's just not nice! That's exactly what's wrong with you! Do you even know what you're saying now?!"
I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. You're the only one I have.... I've been caring for you for a very long time!
"You call that 'caring'? And a 'long time'? If only you had consistency on the Good things and dedication, you could have prevented this! It could have been avoided! And now you're sorry... again. I'm telling you, I DON'T WANT IT!!"
Arrggghhhh.....
I admit. It's all my fault, AGAIN. I really hate this!)
--I'm looking at the Mirror, talking to my Skin... and we're arguing about that BIG pimple that just appeared out of nowhere. I'm too old for this!
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