I am not suppose to say sorry for telling you the truth. I am not suppose to be fake and smile just like you. I know you you say humble pie....wait I need proof the truth. Who said you had to be a bully to be you? I wonder how it feels to cut the support systems even when they diss `em. My apologies please excuse my silver tounge. I remember being told that being bad is fun. Seriously I know the goodie effects the side of fun. I know the difference between a word side effects, and a percription tablets explaining bad habits. Which I believe are not habits just me being dramatic. "I know "I know there are con tactics, I think it is just bad habits." Personal issues!" I don't need a extra dose"I swear the system tries to give me rope. You would think I loosen the rope. I know I misspoke my mistake..... I forgotten the rules. I do me and you do you. Just cause we're related doesn't make me no fool. ⅕ bullied me into believing your mistakes were lessons that weren't worth stressing. Excuse my silver tounge I have built up rage on my tounge. Can't help but to allow the letters fall alfebetically, the truth fall out my mouth. You realized closed mind's should have closed month's. "Ahem pardon me..." excuse me my silver tounge loves lashing word's of abuse. I know my therapist says that there's more to my physical and mental behavior's. I understand the proper terminology meanings. Yet I made this ballsy therapist squirm. He better learn the term's "My way", Listen and learn to what I actually have to say!" Learn how I really feel. Stop being a hypocrite for real. How does it feel to hear how I really feel. Appreciate the irony and listening how I really feel.
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