Some people I know how to talk to and others I cannot. The ones that I cannot make me feel like a bit of a failure. Are my feelings justified, blah blah blahs? Who am I to say this is what you should do when not too long ago it was you telling me what to do. In all fairness I never listened, so why should you?
Cognitive dissonance is a bitch. Sometimes I feel like a real bitch, but it's only cause I get worried.
I know nothing. That's all I know.
What kind of daughter do you want me to be?
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