Bullshite
Are you like me? So tired of all the fake people around us? Left and right, people smile with their lips and scowl with their eyes. It's so pathetically painful.
I mean, come on - does it really hurt that much to be yourself? I do what I want, where I want and how I want it. I listen to my music, not everyone elses. So what if I listen to music that does't fit your genre - I just can't listen to that shit music you call music. And I'm not even sorry for it. I write about gay pairings, so what? I'm sick and girl of boy meet girl, boy love girl, girl love boy, happily ever after. No, GTFO out of my writing. I like to say I see the world for what it really is - but then again, who truly does?
/End of melodramatic rant.
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