Plain and simple. I lie every single day. To others. To myself. To everyone. I've built this lie, with my own two hands, and a skillful tongue. And I've done it for quite awhile. When I was younger, I maintained a facade of wayward aloofness, dark, mysterious. I refined it as I got older, from teenage angst to more of a world worn agony. Oh so much
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