My great aunt once told me to never trust a boy who wrote you a love letter and called you his angle rather than his angel. Not only is something seriously wrong with his obvious lack of education, but the fact that he practically told you that you only can bend a certain way.
Remember to dye your hair an obnoxious red at least once in your life so people can mistake you for a stop sign and will be given the extra unnecessary amount of time to admire you.
Always remember to dance, even if it’s raining. Just tell yourself that the lightning is flashes of hope and that the thunder is the voice of triumphant.
Talking to yourself may make you appear to not be in the right state of mind, but at least you know part of you still exists.
Never give bits of your heart to a boy who is only willing to display it in his trophy case.
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