i can't be held accountable for the things i've done to you. it was pieces of selfishness, but you weren't selfless. you snapped like the pencil you grind in your teeth when you write about me. so dance around your house parade while no one's there, yell on top of your lungs about how you ignore that i care. and when you look to me avoiding you, you can imagine i'm holding back so many fuck yous.

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