Objectively, I’m a bad person. I was born that way. I can’t help it. I can try to be a better person, but that equates to pretending to be someone else. I’m not someone else. You know who is? Everybody. Seven billion other people. If you want someone who’s kind of like me, but isn’t, there are seven billion other people to get to know. Fucking get to know them. I’m done pretending. I’m a monster. Love me. Or don’t. Probably don’t. That’s ok, I guess. I don’t really need people.
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