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.
A random note in my random notes for my random blog for random thoughts for
puppies for cats for for lizard for Apple pie for space cadets for rain for
sleet for the Canadian rapper, Snow…
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I have 1 million notes in my head and 1 million other notes from other
people Kept in the place where my bathing suit covers. I’m sitting on a
tiny litt...
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