she cried all night;;
but she still
managed to wake up that morning extra
early;
straighten her hair
until it was p e r f e c
t, had a shower.
she applied her eyeliner, mascara,
foundation, and lip gloss
until she looked flawless. then she put
on her perfectly
ironed school shirt and the little mini-skirt, glued
on her fake
smile and walked out that door like
nothing was wrong. her
friends envied her and the guys stared
at her beauty, but
she secretly had her eye on him; that
one guy who made her belive
she was the only one, the one laughing with his friends, the one
who
always seems to make her happy, even though he's the reason she
still cries.
that amazing
guy that she fell too hard
for.
^most of it isnt mine, just changed a
few words to suit me.
story of my life. </3
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