I must be honest I am quite confused, I see many posts loving the ginger kind, but I look to my school and everyone fucking hates me and I can't begin to tell you the shit I get for being a redhead, and I just don't understand it.
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You know something you tainted so many things, I can't even listen to one of my favourite bands anymore because it reminds me of you.
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We are pieces of art,
not pieces of work like some may say,
we have beautiful red lines across our skin,
with our paintbrush being relief.
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"I love you scars and all" he whispered.
Yeah right that's obviously a lie.
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God you're hair annoys me so much,
Not in a terrible way
But in a way I can't stand,
Away that is I just want to feel it and never let go,
The same that I want to do to you
If you only knew how I feel about you
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We are typical I guess,
We could be in a room and we could spot each other.
Maybe it's the dull eyes that give it away,
Maybe it's the long sleeves.
Who knows?
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Recently I have been reliving memories and I can't comprehend why. I remember two years ago my class all went on a boat and I nearly fell in. I remember 3 years ago I went skating for the first time and I had an anxiety attack because I couldn't do it. I remember a year ago when I first met three important people at a party that none of us ever wanted to be at. I remember falling in love with a yellow snake at the fair. I remember my best friend leaving me because I was 'troubled'. I remember 7 years ago my best friend at the time left school and I never saw him again. I remember one of my classmates calling me badass in our year 6 leaving book. I remember going to my friends who with his girlfriend playing the Wii and Xbox everyday after Halloween. I remember so many things and I don't know what to do with it all.
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