The more you consider your wants as they overshadow your needs, the easier it becomes to ignore your conscience. Once you've become a regular patron of lying to yourself, your trust can be misplaced in the most dangerous trenches. In those deep abysses, you can find the monster under your bed and let it tear you apart with its iron fist solely because it was also donning velvet gloves. Whether that monster is really a monster, another person, or actually...
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