It does the first sentence from "Blue Jeans" by Lana Del Rey.
But last night was like... Poison?
I just can't -physically- to watch him talking and dancing with someones I hate.
I have very hard and painful past about Taylos like him but worse.
Like in the first and the last kinder-garden.
At the first stupid girl who liked to bullied me. She had two girls with her, her tails. Her name is Shay and I didn't found it necessary to remember the tails.
At the middle It was perfect I had 3 friends that only one came with me to school that was connected to the last kinder-garden.
Then another stupid girl who were -and still- cruel to dark skinned people like me hate me and another girl who is now my very best friend. She bullied me until she saw I don't give a shit.
From there I was in the level that most boys have -and maybe tomboys also- that known as "Gross! Girls!" and I rather to play with the boys soccer instead talking about Bratz.
It's quite funny how she treated to dark skinned, if looking back. Now all she want is be tan while I don't need to put special oils or expensive tanning wipes.
Now they jealous look.
I jealous attention.
It's just seems that only bitches and assholes are deserved to attention -and maybe a hit from a car or slap to their face- and "regular" people just don't deserved for a piece of a fuck that someone will give.
It's just that no matter what it's like lions and lambs lunching together.
Well maybe I'm like this from the book "Blue Moon" that I'm already at page 213 (!) and this Roman guy really pissing off person.
I can't wait.
I'm reading now!
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