narcissism
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There is a kingdom that does not appear on google maps. No passport will get you there. No road sign points in its direction. You don’t accidentally wander into it. You build it. Brick by brick. Sentence by sentence. Lie by lie. The people who lived there called it truth. Everyone else simply called it…
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Sit down. Not at your table. That one is loud, crowded, full of echoes and rehearsed sympathy.Sit here, where things don’t need witnesses to be real. I’ve been watching you. Not the version you perform. The one underneath it. The one that never speaks unless it’s cornered. You call it being misunderstood. I call it…
