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all i want to be... when i finally grow up.

I hate being the manipulative, selfish and all-knowing bitch that I am. Sometimes, I just want to be the girl-next-door who has a pleasant smile for everyone.

Nice song.

"Our bones were chalk twisting over the board, gentle and fragile, gentle and fragile. Your hands touched my plastic legs and still they felt cold, and still they felt cold. My eyes were nothing when they closed... I asked you to be careful. You pulled what you wanted away. You pushed when you wanted to stay."
The Robot Ate Me, Our Bones were Chalk, They Ate Themselves

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