Glitzkrieg: Assault of Glam, soul-crushing sadness

It's all false love and affection You don't want me you just like the attention Yes it's all false love and affection You don't like me you just want the attention I'm not your toy

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My name is C. I make stop motion animations. I listen to techno remixes. I enjoy at least one cup of coffee every single day. I dress up like video game characters a few times a year. I never want to stop learning. I never want to stop teaching. I can be a little ridiculous sometimes. I think inside the box because I don't fall for the glitz and glam of pseudo-originality. I wear the rings on my fingers to remind myself that I have hands. I can never stop. I am poison in a trial-sized pouch. I'm that yuppie scum slumming around the financial district in a three piece suit sucking down starbucks and hailing the cab cutting you off. I'm new world glam trash; that boy you hate to love. I am me and that is all I can ever promise anyone. Even myself.

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