I'm not like
her.
I don't pile on make-up,
dress all pretty
and flirt with every guy.
I'm me.
I wear baggy clothes,
wear my hair all messy and cry a lot.
You chose her because she
was perfect.
You lost me because I was
imperfect.
Your a jerk.
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