you're not tough.
you don't intimidate me.
i don't have time to talk about you,
and i care oh so much about what you think.
and if i'm sooo ugly, why do your boys want me.
not you.
just because you've got a few years on me
doesn't mean you're more mature.
i have a life, if i cared about yours, i would talk shit.
but, i don't.
completely one hundred percent apathetic.
thank you.
p.s. stop getting pregnant.
you're the reason my parents wont let me out.
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