Some girls spend their fortune on make-up.
Some girls love colourful clothing.
Some girls love to be surrounded with boys.
I'm not some girls.
I don't like bright colours.
They hurt my eyes.
I don't like ALL boys.
I'm not flowing with evanescent styles so I can be liked.
I don't want cursory attention.
I don't want to be noticed and be approached by people I do not know.
All can admire or condemn me from afar.
Don't ask why I'm like this because I have no answer.
I am what I am just like you are what you are.
And if I can't change myself, nobody else can.
If you don't like it, there's always the choice of fucking off.
No such word as compromise here.
I am a ball of angry energy.
Anger fuels me.
I bet that's what you're thinking.
You don't know me so once again, fuck off.
I LOVE laughing!!!
I'm an offspring of the Jolly Green Giant.
BWAHAHAHAHAH!!! My laughter is LOUD.
I'm a salmagundi.
I'm a contradiction to a contradiction to a contradiction.
I'm mentally ductile.
From morose to blithe.
Perky would be the last word to describe me.
Oooh another window to Joy's quintessence.
***Title from PNE's Sampip