Yet I'm continuously disrespected and fed up with what's expected of me. Here's what I have to say:
A. You are so stressfully discontented and unfortunately still don't appreciate what I do for you.
B. I can't look up to you when you act like you're still 19.
C. HA ...HA .HA. HA.
D. At least I feel like myself right now.
E. THIS I DON'T NEED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I see fireflies against a dark blue sky in my mind when I close my eyes, and all 5 of them, drawn to the glowing candle and knowing that they are seconds away from Death, refuse to fight the temptation. If fireflies don't have brains (?), how can they feel the pain of the heat? They can't. But you know, the most beautiful time of a firefly's life is the moment following the touch of the wings to the flame: the lifeless fall to the ground. I feel like a firefly, except I am always fighting my temptations.

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