Kitkat.
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Post by Kitkat. on Oct 7, 2010 14:16:29 GMT -5
I guess this is just some kind of blood-and-brain covered mess I pulled out of my head. It's just a mess of what I've written in the past couple of days. I guess I'll add to it over the months... This is about the media, and how they alienate teenage girls in to wanting the look.
Please don't cry for me, because I'm right here. Please don't let go, because you're the last hand left. Please just love me, for who I'm not.
This is a more appealing person, Who I think I've become. Maybe I'm not honest, bu maybe I don't care, because this is the person people want.
I'm getting back to who I am, but it's not what I want. Fitting in means bleach your brain, And bathe in orange juice.
Media can go f*** each other, we'll read more about that, since nothing matters any more, I've climbed in to that bed.
But I guess that those good old days aren't coming back. Change isn't accepted. Difference is for the losers. And then rain filled my heart, And knives lined up for our wrists.
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Post by Callie on Oct 7, 2010 18:19:19 GMT -5
Aww, it's good, Kitt. And a song that's kind of like that lyrics-wise is Business Suits and Combat Boots by The Agonist. I dunno if it's your style, but if you don't like it, you could just look up the lyrics.
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