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    Get to know me, not my Gaia. I dont bite, even though i sound like i do. Im the sweetest girl you'll EVER meet. unless, you get on my bad side. But really, im sweet. (:<br />
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    I fall a lot; I trip over my own two feet. My hair is always out of place; it's thick and heavy. I'm too short; you can't even see me in a small crowd of people. I can't sing, no matter how hard i try. My feet are small, and everyone makes fun of them. I'm light for a Cambodian girl; I always get mistaken for being Filipino. People call me smart for always raising my hand, and I always do my homework, and in reality, I don't know anything. I sing out of random, and I never have anything to talk about over the phone that actually has to do with a real subject. I'm not a straightforward person; I make everything even more complicated than they need to be. I've never really "wowed" anyone with my physical appearance, I'm just me. I don't really talk to a whole bunch of girls at school, only a small group or just one person. I'm lazy because I ask for piggyback rides. Harry Potter to me, will always over power twilight, <3 I have a secret obsession with illest and Nike. I love how I always find money in my pockets. I slap my knee when there's something fuckin' hilarious. I know people talk about me; I understand we're all human. Sometimes I forgive someone only because I still want them in my life. I say sorry a lot, even if it isn't my fault. I don't really take criticism very well and I worry a tad bit too much over small things that shouldn't even matter. I need a blanket over me when I sleep; regardless of how hot it is. I always give money to my dad whenever he needs it. I still watch Disney movies every day. I like anime. I wear big t-shirts to bed; sometimes. And have never left the house in pjs, unless it was to a relatives place. I hate the feeling of not feeling good enough for someone. I have wished to be "that girl", or her; Theres something about him that keeps me attached. I always saw myself as Brenda Song; I just don't get why people can't see that. It makes me wonder why some people always judge me as stuck up or mean; When I've really been nothing but nice and sweet to anybody and everyone I've met.<br />
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    i dont need this.<br />
    im a great girl. ive been told. i dont need to be bullshitted. lied to. deceived. i hate how you play games, not just with me, but with all the girls you sweettalk. i take part of the blame, i admit, i got sucked into it. into how you told me, i was the only one. but what was i only one of? the only, one who knew what she was doing? the only one who didnt take in all the bullshit you said. the only one who knew she wasnt your only one? the only one, who had a brain, that told her heart, “hes not good for me.” and took that head of hers, and took control of her heart, and walked away. and in all of this, im the only one, who had theheartbreak in all of this. Because like the jerk you are, you had some backup girls, the ones you sweettalked, and now that you have them, you could care less about me. thanks ever so much, for the great big burden you put on me, to carry on my own. after you’ve shattered me. but im not broken. i have time. and i have patience. and its been awhile. you’re the one whos going to be running back, im most definitely sure of it. but im not going to be the dumb one and let you back in.
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