Day after day, you cave to your emotions.. what you think of yourself and what you think others think of you. Why is it that society's narcissism makes or breaks your credibility? Why must notes of extolment and curse captivate you? Why are you attracted to vanity and repelled by sincerity, my sincerity?
Egotistical to the testicles.
Depicting your own flaws, you drown in a puddle. How is it that the likes of you is repressed by a .5 inch tall collection of water? You stand with your head held high, but your soul is being strained, crawling beneath layers and layers of human sediments. Please, at least kneel with the rest of us in the shallow end.
Pride is an iceberg and you're the titanic.
Kudos for confusing me and making a fool out of my social consumptions.
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