You claim to denote a sense of authenticity.
You attempt to persuade me, us, and them that you're real- you're an original; you're as sincere as it gets.
Stop lying.
Time has really distorted who you used to be.
I remember I used to admire who you were, so determined- so focused. However, what I thought derived from ignorance.
Now, I can only look at you with disgust, seeing that you are not ready to pick yourself up to the next level of being human: growing up.
Because, to be blunt, you retrogressed.
You don't deserve another second of my entity.