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I am done.
You can't make fun of me anymore.
Not about my hair, not about my piercings, not about my friends, not about my boyfriend, and certainly not about how I choose to live my life.
You are just jealous deep down.
I can do what I want and be carefree while doing it. I choose to be MYSELF and not what anyone wants me to be.
You can call me what you want, but fake is not one of them is it?
I can be just as successful, yet be much happier because I do not pretend.
This is a new start for me, one of not caring. Not caring about what you or anybody else thinks about me.
Now you are powerless in my eyes.
You can't make fun of me anymore.
Not about my hair, not about my piercings, not about my friends, not about my boyfriend, and certainly not about how I choose to live my life.
You are just jealous deep down.
I can do what I want and be carefree while doing it. I choose to be MYSELF and not what anyone wants me to be.
You can call me what you want, but fake is not one of them is it?
I can be just as successful, yet be much happier because I do not pretend.
This is a new start for me, one of not caring. Not caring about what you or anybody else thinks about me.
Now you are powerless in my eyes.