Now Playing: No Light, No Light by Florence + The Machine (you are the silence in between what I thought and what I said)
#606: Nothing says sexy like new lipstick
#607: And in growing up, you realize that not only are there people too good for you, but people that are simply not good enough
#608: It is totally unreasonable to pick on me when nobody else is doing any work, either
#609: Moderation can go fuck itself. I am top in English, in the top school. Why should I and everyone else be brought down by a few retards who can't read?
#610: You just have to beat me in everything, don't you. Including who can go down the stairs the fastest.
#611: Late bus :(
#612: I am not the same height as a baby!
#613: Just the way people behave...it makes a working class girl like me wonder just what posh parents teach posh kids. That I'm scum? That I have no feelings? Because that's what it feels like
#614: A friend once told me to never give your children the same name as someone who has hurt you. Then I realized that that didn't really leave me many names to choose from.
#615: ILY!
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