Like Acne that just won't die
You know something is wrong with your life when you cure one defect in your personality, only to see two more pop up. Or when you cure what SEEMS like every defect in your personality, only to see them come back, not quite as strong as the time before you began to reform yourself, but still pretty strong.
I guess some people are just cursed like that. I'm one of those people. It's a pretty hard life, especially when your problems involve fear, insecurity, selfishness, and lack of guidance or direction.
It's like trying to treat acne when you're a teenager who unfortunately just happened to have the genes for it: no matter what you do, those motherfukkas are always gonna come back. Try as you might, you're gonna have an ass rash, or a cute little bumb on your neck, or maybe a kick-line of them on your face.
Heh... why in the world did I have to be cursed with both?
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