I’m lying to you, don't you realise? My overflowing emotions are just a pretension, can't you see? I'm being downright cruel to you. I'm using you as a stepping stone to my ambitions. When you cease to be of any help to me, when I can milk u no more, that very moment you'll cease to exist for me. Why can't you read my mind?
You can't see through my designs. That's good for me. But for once I wish you were perspicacious enough.
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14 years ago
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