She acts like a bitch. She says mean and hurtful things. She would rather be liked for her rack than for who she is; her trouble is she can't be mean all the time. I've seen her struggle with it. She bothered when she's kind to someone; she fears showing affection. She worries about heartbreak. She worries that being kind will make her look weak.
I would only, rarely and casually, state what I knew to be true about her; her usual reply would be "So."
So don't struggle with being mean.
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
2 days ago
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