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I will not be silent to spare feelings all at once insensitive and too sensitive. I will not re-learn self hatred to spare the ego of a boy hiding in a man's body. It's not shallow women who reject you It's you. Your personality scares us off before your appearance ever could Self fulfilling prophecy Self defence Time to take ownership We will not be your scape goats Your reason for being miserable We were not put on this earth to mend your broken heart. We are free. We are owned only by ourselves. We will reveal our claws when provoked. My sharp tongue is hidden behind painted lips. I turn so you don't see eyes that roll instead of eyelashes being batted I stay detached because it's the only way I can protect myself. If I call you out I'm called *****   Extremist ****** What I am is proud. Satisfied in my life. Too smart to fall back into that trap.
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Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 8:36 AM UTC
Sincerely, The Shallow Girl
I will not be silent to spare feelings all at once insensitive and too sensitive. I will not re-learn self hatred to spare the ego of a boy hiding in a man's body. It's not shallow women who reject you It's you. Your personality scares us off before your appearance ever could Self fulfilling prophecy Self defence Time to take ownership We will not be your scape goats Your reason for being miserable We were not put on this earth to mend your broken heart. We are free. We are owned only by ourselves. We will reveal our claws when provoked. My sharp tongue is hidden behind painted lips. I turn so you don't see eyes that roll instead of eyelashes being batted I stay detached because it's the only way I can protect myself. If I call you out I'm called *****   Extremist ****** What I am is proud. Satisfied in my life. Too smart to fall back into that trap.
For the Nice Guy in my life who thinks blaming women (all women) for the fact that he's single and throwing temper tantrums when I talk to or about other guys was the way to win my heart.
jackilyn-teague
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Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 8:36 AM UTC
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