For once I wish I would attract more than Flies and freaks. The bumblebees Butterflies Normal guys May hover But they eventually keep on going- The only thing left Is just to accept it. It's my own fault I suppose I'm the one that's sticky And maybe it's how I smell- And I guess that's why I'm called fly paper And not Normal guys Desire- That's just life Just my destiny.Birth sign: Gemini
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