Let's all wear black and get drunk. WOOHOO. You know, you know, you are the best. I really dig you man. Thanks. I wanna dance to bad music and fuck you hard. What? I didn't say anything.

Yah you did, you see me smiling? That means I know that you said something.

I did not, but see me grinning, I want you to find out.

Look at me! I dance with my legs apart and wear expensive faux hippie clothes. Please pay attention to me, love me, love me, love me - you don't even like me but let's all pretend so we can play music together, beautiful fucking music and I just wanna belong so bad that I don't care that you steal my fucking soul.

Have a nice day. Have a cookie. I LOVE your jacket. I'm cold, can I wear your shirt? Oh, you, you're so sweet! You're so darling. I'm so fake!

SCREAM. It's my right to be loud, motherfucker.
Well then it's my right to tell you to shut the fuck up.

Missed anything?
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