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Pretty much I think that I've become everything that I once hated.
Example, I get all slutted out to go out on weekends, and for what? To talk to some random, idiot guys at the bar and dumb myself down to a point that's frankly a little embarassing. I talk in this voice that isn't my own (i don't who WHO'S it is) and just act like every other skanky girl that's out.
Wow, Rachel you sure are cool, no WONDER you can't keep guys interested.
Of couuurrsseeee this has to be about a guy though. Why wouldn't it be? That's one thing that, unfortunately, hasn't changed about me at all; my life revolves around guys. How fucking pathetic am I? I've traded in my beat up Converses for uncomfortable stilettos and my salvation army t-shirts for shirts cut so low there's no way to wear a bra. Honestly, I never thought I'd see the day.
yay me.
Example, I get all slutted out to go out on weekends, and for what? To talk to some random, idiot guys at the bar and dumb myself down to a point that's frankly a little embarassing. I talk in this voice that isn't my own (i don't who WHO'S it is) and just act like every other skanky girl that's out.
Wow, Rachel you sure are cool, no WONDER you can't keep guys interested.
Of couuurrsseeee this has to be about a guy though. Why wouldn't it be? That's one thing that, unfortunately, hasn't changed about me at all; my life revolves around guys. How fucking pathetic am I? I've traded in my beat up Converses for uncomfortable stilettos and my salvation army t-shirts for shirts cut so low there's no way to wear a bra. Honestly, I never thought I'd see the day.
yay me.