except when I’m posting it, it’s fucking true.
and you are the one with the problem, you couldn’t keep your dick in your pants.
“Ever since we met, it’s about what I’m doing wrong… but I’m not the one with the problem. You are, you and your selfishness. All you do is take. I’ve got nothing for you right now, so… maybe it’s time to start thinking about someone other than yourself.”
sounds more like something I should be saying, not you. You always take, and you’re always selfish.
oh really? you don’t like me? that’s cool. at least verify your information before trying to accuse me of shit. and don’t forget: BITCH, I’M FABULOUS.
Pontificating to each other
Forever competing for that one moment o
Of self-aggrandizing glory
In which you hog the intellectual spotlight
Holding dominion over the entire
Shallow, pointless conversation
Oh, we’re not worthy
When you walk by a group of ‘normal people’
You chuckle to yourself,
Patting yourself on the back as you scoff
It’s the same superiority complex
Shared by the high-school jocks
Who made your life a living hell
I self-medicate with drugs and alcohol
To treat my extreme social anxiety
You are a faker, admit it
You are a fraud, admit it