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I compete by looking at other people, how much money they make, what car they drive, how good looking they are and what they wear.
It's all about keeping up with the Jones'.
I honestly have to admit that for me it's all driven by other people.
Just even thinking about that ex and how they used to put you down cause you weren't rich enough. It would be an orgasmic experience to drive by in your new luxury car in spit in their fucken ugly zitty face to show them how far you've come. And to show them what they've lost. And to show them what they can never have. And how you have more than they ever will. And to spit in their ugly face. And spit again. And again.
And fucken spit in his fucken ugly face again so he can see how fucken far I've come and what a fucken loser he still is.
I think of all the people that underestimated me and all the exes that have wronged me in the past.
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