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Classic.
The classic girl we all love to hate. Gorgeous, smart, funny, sweet, popular; what could ever be wrong with someone like this? She would walk with a certain bounce in her step that makes you sick.
The classic feeling of envy every girl gets in the pit of her stomach. We would want to be her, we will idolize her. But, do we really know what we’re secretly wishing for? How could we ever know how she really is; who she really is? Is it all just a mask… or is she just some angel of perfection dropped from heaven?
The classic thought of pureness. So you’d think anyways. You would never guess that this girl has bruises under her smiles, small scratches that cannot measure up to the hell she puts herself through each day. You would never guess this girl is planning on not living another day on this Earth…
The classic girl we all love to hate. Gorgeous, smart, funny, sweet, popular; what is ever wrong with someone like this? Walking with a certain bounce in her step that makes you sick. All a façade to hide her true feelings; her true intentions… Next time you see this girl, she will be in a casket. Unmoving, unfeeling. But happier then you have ever seen her. You will not be envious of her, you will not remember how much you wanted to be her, how much you idolized her. You will just feel remorse. Remorse, that you never tried to see past the shell.
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The grass may be greener on the other side but sometimes when you get there you realize that he flowers were prettier back home.