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Is it possible to be jealous of a marshmallow? apparently so. |
Oh Marshmallow, how you scorch above the licks from the fierce flames. how you alter from an exuberant white, to an impassive black. I aspire to be you so badly. I want to die, because, I have no love. The envy spread through my veins like a virus, as I grew with great jealousy. The people here loathe me, everyone does. Do they? I abhor myself, but do they hate me? Maybe so, but if i recall, I think they used another word. Love. |