Not Like the Rest

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     I come off as your typical teenage girl, but I'm not like most. People think I'm just another stupid city slut who likes to go out each night, drinks till I pass out, and wakes up the next morning in some stranger's flat with my clothes strung about the place with a hangover. In reality, I am a striving entertainer. Unlike most people in this day and age, I want to do something with my life; I want to sell out arenas, make an album, or make movies seen in every theater. If I want to even consider making any of these dreams possible, I have to stay focused. That means ZERO distractions. There is no room for excessive partying, slacking, or even a boyfriend. I know what you're thinking, "But WHY?!" I'll tell you why; if I were to date a boy, he most definatly will break me to a million pieces. There will be nothing left to live for. Yes, it's dramatic but come on, that's the feeling you have after someone has shattered your heart and left you to pick up the pieces. I would most likely be locked up in a room for weeks eating nothing but Ben & Jerry's ice cream and watching sappy romantics. If a boy comes along that I think is the one for me and I feel won't break my heart, I will give him a chance. But I've gone through enough heartbreaks to write 13 songs for Taylor Swift. So it's pretty reasonable when I say, "I don't want or need any more."

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