I was that weird, awkward, antisocial kid, that. dyed their hair different colors every month. Wore Hot Topic clothes, listen to My Chemical Romance. But after a year it's all different almost like opposite . It's like I'm a Barbie doll, i'm miss popular, I have all the makeup I can cover up my face with, nicest outfits. But I wish I could change back to the real me who doesn't want to wear every type of makeup or be the nicest dressed . Everyone talks behind your back its like they hate you or they want you in their bed . It feels like I'm fake, I'm starving myself, lying to myself that I'm happy when really I wish I was Six feet under ground . Does all of this change when an old friend comes back to town?
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