I didn't even use to like myself to a degree in which I found it comfortable to recognize myself before the fucking mirror
(I still don't know if I'm able to cherish myself like the human being I'm faded to be)
oh! the horror of perfection!
I blame you for all of this sorrow that poisons my exhausted mind!
(and all of this exhaustion... it drains the blood out of my poor, poor heart...)
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