when all else fails // t.s.

when all else fails // t.s.

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Some people belong in this world. But others don't. People like Taylor Swift do. But my kind just don't make friends and go unnoticed their entire lives. Most of them are okay with that, but not me. I'm Kylie Swift, but the world just hasn't come to recognize that I'm the forgotten child. Right now, probably about two people know my name, but not my real one. I'm not exactly off to a good start.
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I don't know what real love is. All my life I've been running from people who have hearts the size of pebbles no one's ever loved me. I know that for a fact. It says it right here in bold print in the corner of a blank folder that holds my life story. Well really my life story was one paragraph but who could say that that folder held my life story, the only one who knows the story is me. My story tells of my life for the past four years. The heart break, the pain, the broken promises also crumbling foster homes, orphanages with screaming toddlers and Taylor Swift, no one had ever loved me. The only person who had taught me that I was good enough to love had blonde hair, blue eyes and carried a guitar.

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