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I am nothing special. Just a girl, Just a girlfriend, Just an advice giver. But underneath it all, I have a story. Like everyone else. I have a complex life, like everyone else. And I also have a difficult love, One for everything I hold dear. And you may too. And you may also share my story. A small, thin, preppy girl Who loves the color pink. Excels in school. And gives good advice. But has always been compared to Her younger And weaker And less intelligent Brother. A sexist father that Never spoke to me. And a mother who blamed me for everything And still does. And both of the people who raised me Had problems with alcohol And cigarettes. And it didn't help at all that I had mental and intuitive Capabilities that were lost to me. And a disease plaguing My mind that generations past Have passed to me. Friends that have betrayed me, Past loves that have ruined me, A new love that has made me feel more than I ever have And a vision that darkens my skies. It has ruined me. Broken me. Scarred me. But I am who I am, Just like you are who you are. And we are nothing special. Sorry to disappoint you.
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Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
Sorry to Disappoint
I am nothing special. Just a girl, Just a girlfriend, Just an advice giver. But underneath it all, I have a story. Like everyone else. I have a complex life, like everyone else. And I also have a difficult love, One for everything I hold dear. And you may too. And you may also share my story. A small, thin, preppy girl Who loves the color pink. Excels in school. And gives good advice. But has always been compared to Her younger And weaker And less intelligent Brother. A sexist father that Never spoke to me. And a mother who blamed me for everything And still does. And both of the people who raised me Had problems with alcohol And cigarettes. And it didn't help at all that I had mental and intuitive Capabilities that were lost to me. And a disease plaguing My mind that generations past Have passed to me. Friends that have betrayed me, Past loves that have ruined me, A new love that has made me feel more than I ever have And a vision that darkens my skies. It has ruined me. Broken me. Scarred me. But I am who I am, Just like you are who you are. And we are nothing special. Sorry to disappoint you.
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Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
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