I want to be rebellious and yell insults at ransoms from accross the street. I also want to be sofiaticated, sipping tea delicately from a china glass with my pinkey in the air. At the same time I want to go crazy and act like a child, wearing tutus and rainbow striped socks with my hair blowing out behind me as I run to nowhere. I was told to be myself, but how can I when I don't know who I am or what I really want?
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- انضمSeptember 10, 2012
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