The good girls gone
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Last published Wed, Jan 13, 2016
I've always been the good girl, stayed at home, got good grades, never drank alcohol or did drugs but I'm sick of being that boring good girl.
I want to change, I want to get drunk, I want to get high and I want to have sex. And you can say I'm stupid or a reckless but I want to LIVE, and I'm going to learn how.
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