Spend Time With People Who

I Have An Ugly Day Every Month; Pimples On My Face, I'm Fat And In A Bad Mood. It's More Like An Ugly Week!

I Never Know What Day It Is. Never, Ever, Ever.

Even As A Child I Remember Thinking, She Can Beat Me, But She Cannot Beat My Outfit.

People Think, Because We're Young, We Aren't Complex, But That's Not True. We Deal With Life And Love And Broken Hearts In The Same Way A Woman A Few Years Older Might.

Love Is Great, Love Is Fine. Out The Box, Out Of Line. The Affliction Of The Feeling Leaves Me Wanting More.