Your going to talk about me
because you know me, right?
You think you know me so
well? You think you know
everything about me, my influences, my choices, what hurts me, what helps me, what haunts me, and my fears? You know it all, right? You know what i've been
through, going through, and will eventually go through, don't
you? You know all my choices
and the reasons why i made
them, right? Listen, think what you want. You can mouthoff about how
ridiculous, dumb, stupid,
ugly, or whatver else you want to call me, but
remember you don't even
know half of my story. And
NEVER will. You don't know anything about me besides my name and what i look like... So,
think before you speak.
-me, Alexis