The Confessions Of a Girl Labeled Whore

We all want to be the cool kids. We all tried to be the cool kids. We all are the cool kids, except for her. She is the outcast, the oddball out. We all are the cool kids, and cool kids don't give mercy. We were the cool kids and we tore her apart. We were the cool kids and she was the example. Now we will fall as we pick ourselves apart, since she is gone. Now we are at the bottom, we all are
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"if my eyes could show my soul, everyone would cry when they see me smile." ~ Kurt Cobain