Cliche (Emo Love Story)
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Anna. Anna Bailey. That's my name. My favourite band is Blood On The Dance Floor. My favourite color is black. My favourite food is... nothing. I'm anorexic and I despise food. Don't call me cliche. I'm not cliche. Look at me. If I was cliche I wouldn't be wearing a tank top and a pink minnie skirt. These heals are so high that I can see the top of your head. Now stop talking to me. You'll make me look suspicious. This better not slip your mouth or else.
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