Today's Story
Today I thought
That I might editfy you
On some things that mystify
Even the most loving of people
First of all,
I'm not your little girl
Second of all,
I don't live to please you
Third,
I swear, I drink, I laugh, but I don't play
Finally,
I'm human and you will treat me like one, goddammit!
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To be honest, There's not much to tell, I'm an everyday girl, Going from day to day, It's all grey, But that's okay, 'Cause that's all there is, Better grey than red, Better grey than dead. 15 and insane. There isn't much to know about me, because there isn't much left of me. I am a writer, an artist, and a dreamer. I am good at being none of the above. You will forget me, I guarantee it. But most of you will never know me so there is nothing to forget.
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