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blame infatuation

girls can talk infinately about nothing.
we, as humans, feel the need to classify. whether we admit it or not, we label. it keeps things straight.
people who talk tough on the internet are probably the ones who care most about what other people think.
sometimes, i don't shut up when i should.
i don't understand why people are confusing cynicism with masochism. if you don't know the meaning to a word, don't use it.
love is the strongest word i know that doesn't mean anything much right now.
there are better ways to rebel than intoxicating yourself with pot or alcohol. how are you supposed to make your statement without being able to form a coherent sentence?
why do people look in the mirror when they brush their teeth? it's not like they can see through the foam to see what they're doing anyways.
people who constantly say that they express themselves through the way they dress, are the first to tell you off for judging them by the clothes they wear.
no, music did not save you. neither did my chemical romance.
i like to listen, though i can feel myself getting trampled when i do it. i don't get much listening in return.
when they say than love lasts forever, they fail to clarify what love is.

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