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People devour you with their eyes. They can tear you limb from limb with every spiteful glance. Picking apart your very existance with just a couple of intense stares. Does that bother you? It bothers me. They can hide in their head and think anything about you and you wouldn’t know anything about what they are saying. They could be insulting you, admiring you, envying you, anything and you wouldn’t know. With each little glance they swallow you up and you shy away because that mystery, that mystery of not knowing if they hate you or love you, becomes too much. Doesn’t it?