They all want the same kind.
They all want something easy.
They all chase the wrong body, that body, that great, great body.
They all think the same thing..over..and over..and over.
They are all alike.
Im talking about guys. Sorry. But I only type whats on my mind at the present time.
I am waiting on that guy to prove me wrong. That man.
So far, I scare them away.
Friendzone...Tempter..thats what I get stuck as. Great.
Red hair, skinny jeans, artist, musician, tattoos..right..scary??
I've heard that people believe that some think that there are ones that are meant to be single..
...me?..ok ok im sounding desperate. Im not.
Its just after getting hurt..time after time..you begin to wonder. You reach your breaking point.
Im standing on the crack.
Tears blur my eyes..baby..
I just wish someone would see me for who I am...and when they do they wouldnt run away..
I just think..wonder..wish..
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