Has one swear in it. Watch out
Yes there are good people, there's only a few, weather your alone or in a good-guy crew, I admit I'm not a goodie girl though I got good grades, I don't swagger onto the scene in big black shades, though a big big crime, is feeling insecure, a dreaded mental illness that never has a cure. Yes I can admit it, which is kind of good, I don't plaster myself in powder like an insecure girl would. Though I kill my hair in the morning, and wiped out in the night, they say while they are dreaming my face was a big fright! I don't like the way I look but I don't give a shit.
Because I am myself.
That's it.
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