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Sitting in your house, on your bed taking in every bit of knowledge from your mouth. My hair is frayed, my makeup smeared and flaking, but you don’t seem to notice. You never notice my flaws, my imperfections. Come to think of it, you never notice my perfections either. I'm not going to get upset about it thought, I am not going to go crying to find someone that I can hold close to and cry and pour out every heart ach I have experienced. That’s just not how I work. Depression is so 90's, get busy living or die trying. Life is like a loaded gun...if you have no use, just cock it and pull it. Don’t drag your sorrows out to some one that doesn’t give a damn about you and your problems, because in reality every one is just concerned in them selves. I am as narsistic as the next, only basking in my glories and, simple pleasures drown us in our own irony. Haven’t you noticed by now? Everything repeats its self. The only ways to make it out of this 6 foot ditch you have dung your self in to is either unplug your self or hit the reset button. You’re so far back in this game anyway. You wasting time now. The clock has completely run you over and you are stuck inhaling the dust. Your oblivious to the obvious, contradiction what you claim is the truth, agreeing with blatant lies. What’s wrong with you? Have you no dignity? Are you really as shure of your self as you think? You’re the simplest thing to pick apart. I can tell what your thinking and your next move. All I can tell you right now is that you making the wrong move again. Too bad you wont listen to any advice, or your own. Staring back in to your eyes, skimming your face, seeing familiar markings, lipstick residue, tear marks. I collect my things, pull my self back together and step out of the mirror.