you stupid girls ought to know... Do I care what you think of me? No. There’s...
a difference between caring, and wanting acceptance. I don’t need acceptance from you, your approval means s***. What you say about me? Oh I’ll hear it. But it’s not going to bother me, You don’t know me You never will. You only know what you see. And what you see? Well dear, that’s hardly me. Sorry to let you down, but you can take that back handed compliment And those petty words And turn around. I don’t need you here. F*** you.
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