tell me the truth with a straight face.
i walk through the rain with my hood down because the rain makes me feel alive.
i'm trying to become someone that i'm not, for you. "hell yeah, i'm the mother fucking princess" all for you, my dear. i'm becoming another hollister wearing clone, for you. i'm slowly losing my individuality, pretty soon i'll be getting my nails done and going tanning twice a week just to become something that i'm not. please give me a sign that you like me, anything. (or get a fucking online profile, please)
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