you can make up as much shit as you like. you can go spread rumors about how i have sex with a million and one different people. you can lather your face in make up and give me your fake barbie smiles from across the table. i'm done. i'm sick of living in a fake, pretty world full of gossip and bitching. i'm not like you, you can tell them as much as you like but someday they'll see. i'm nothing like you.