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Me.Myself.And Hypocrites.
I twitch and jerk,ferociously pulling and scratching my own skin while staring at the adnormal being that is myself in the mirror.I just stand there,staring at all the scars and scabs healing over.I remember when I used to preen my hair and clothes,how I used to actually care what I looked like.I used to make sure everything was perfect,but I don't care about any of it now.Now I just fixate myself on hiding from people's glares and stares and ignoring them to the best of my ability.They don't want to see me,they just stare at me in disgust.No one wants to totally acknowledge my existance and I don't blame them.They only see me by what their parents see me as anyways;They see me as a sociopath,or a freak.They can whisper these horrible names and gossip them among the peers all they want.They're just hypocrites.All of them.
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