Some people are so fake and I could rant and rave but I'm better off not thinking about it once they're surgically removed from my life like the tumors they are, y'know?
I'd rather be Alone than Fake, but the luckiest thing is that nobody ever made me choose.
Would have been a lost cause anyway. I'm a lousy Pretender.
Sometimes nostalgia just serves to remind a person how much they never fit in the first time around...
I wish you could have met my cats