>>36157221I imagine you giggling to yourself as you wrote this.
A temporal cure of the pain of being yourself.
Quick, bad thoughts are coming back.
Think of another bait again.
Maybe if you run hard enough from who you are you will one day escape.
I'll feed you some (you)s to help you out.
I will pity you, for I understand the pain of being around you, can't imagine how it would be living with (you). I don't know how you stand it.
If only I could give you (you)s late at night, when you are alone with your thoughts...
I can't save you then
