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the men have their own self-important ambitions and desires.
they're amused by you and your stories
drink your booze. smoke your stash.
dive your gear and burn your skiboat gas
they're using you
to accelerate the fulfillment of their own aspirations, dreams and self-gratification.
the women care about you superficially
they want to know stories and gossip
but they only care so that they can fill their empty lives
with the gleeful knowledge of other people's pain
someone is more fucked than me
they are consummately selfish beings.
they're using you
to accelerate the fulfillment of their own aspirations, dreams and self-gratification.
they think that by associating with you,
they can advance themselves.
they are all pathetic sycophants
and they don't honestly give a shit about you.
the minute they see a better alternative,
the short-sighted bastards will be gone.
let them go
let them go
and don't replace them
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