And I don't give a damn what they say, what they thinkI wondered what kind of people all of you would grow up to be. People would like you, definitely, but how many people can you find to be your close friends? How many people appreciate your kind of actions? Are you going to live in blissful ignorance that every person in the world will embrace your character? Sometimes people are so fake. If you want to be that way, I can do it too. Everyone is a master of pretence.
Someone take me out on a (window) shopping date now.
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