i am a liar. i lie about everything. i pretend to be sad about fake deaths just so i can be sad. i don't want the pity. i just want people to know that I'm not perfect. its like i have to pretend to be crazy cuz my real self is too flawless
narcissism at its finest, clearly you want to have problems to get the interactions you desire from others like comfort and understanding
how do we know you're not lying this time eh?
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