I hate nice girls.

Just exchanging greetings with them will get them on your mind.

Start texting each other, and your heart will be set a flutter.

If they call you, you’re done for.

Enjoy staring at your logs and grinning like a fool.

However, I won’t get fooled again.

That is what your kind calls kindness.

If you’re nice to me, you’re also nice to others.

I always end up nearly forgetting that.

Reality is cruel, so I’m sure lies are a form of kindness.

Thus, I say kindness itself is also a lie.

I always ended up with these expectations.

And I always ended up these misunderstandings.

And before I knew it, I stopped hoping.


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