The fact that you listen to X amount of artists doesn't make you're taste or knowledge of music better than mine.
The fact that you take really good pictures with your iphone doesn't make you a great photographer it makes you good at editing.
The fact that you always have something to say doesn't make you smart it makes you annoying as hell.
The fact that you say you're a good friend doesn't make it true. You're actions have proven otherwise.
The fact that you claim to be original, one of a kind, 'march to the beat of your own drummer' type is false. I've seen you before, dozens of times. Honey, you ain't nothin' special.
You're not authentic...you're calculated.
And why does this bother me so much?
You hate the fact that you bought the dream and they sold you one
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