"It's the part of me you never see, with a black dress, innocence, dark skin and darker dreams."
Quit telling me what I am and what I'll like. You don't even know me. You never tried to know me, so there's nowhere for you to prove me wrong. What you see is only half of who I am. You'll never see the other half because you never look. And I really can't trust you because you never gave me reason to. I can see things too, you know, and sometimes I see more than you think. And I still know everything, my friend.
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Hmm, very interesting - boo to whoever that's aimed at! (evil laugh) MUAH HA HA HA!
oh, and if you DO throw rocks at a boy, and if that boy happens to be hot, try not to hit him in the face because although he is a dumb boy, he's probably still quite nice to look at!
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