Well, I'm trying to figure out something tonight that may sound horribly self-indulgent, which it isn't. For the second time in my life, a boy has written a song about me. And played it live onstage. I'm flattered beyond belief, and know that while I'm on the cute side, I'm no supermodel or babe-o-licous. I don't know how to feel actually. P
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