AN UNWANTED GIRL
SHE She is an unwanted girl An unwanted daughter of her parents An unwanted sister of her cousins An unwanted friend of her peer groups An unwanted member of her family Everywhere she is a problem She is a burden in everyone's life Yeah, She is not too good She is not perfect She is not the prettiest She is not the smartest She is not very intelligent Sometimes she act very rude Sometimes she become very annoying She is very straightforward She is very stubborn But She is different Her struggle Her pain Her path Her tears Her smile Her words Her failures Her achievements Everything is different from everyone And She is proud of herself No matter what this world think of her ....
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
@HAZEL GRACE i just said that what you wrote that she is proud of herself is false...
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HAZEL GRACE
@JENOVA JACKSON CHASE She is proud about the way she struggled till now....anyway....
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
@HAZEL GRACE then it's fine.
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