i like gold eyeliner, actually.

i know how to write a poem, really.

i enjoy who my friends are, in truth.

i love my boyfriend, as a matter of fact.

i think i'm pretty, in all realness.

and actually, i don't give a shit about what you think, so stop asking me to change. stop asking me to be different and STOP telling me what i am and what i'm not. i'm working on figuring that out myself, and i don't need help from anyone else.