SOMETIMES

So, there's a lot of people in this fucking world... I hate most of them.

Nah, I'm kidding... actually I don't care about them.

There's a few people I do care. I try to respect the way they are... sometimes I can, sometimes I can't... but that's the way they are and I love them, I don't wanna chage them. Sometimes I tell them what I don't like, sometimes in a good way... not always.

... Then something happens that grind my gears.

I hate when people treat me like stupid or retarded, I hate when they try to make a dupe out of me, I can't stand it...

... at the end, I can't help reading between the lines:

I don't want you to change, but please, stop being the way you are...

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