when i was young, i wore a black leather jacket, ripped jeans tucked into engineer boots, 4 earrings in each ear, skulls, crosses and feathers, i kicked trash cans over and tried to act tough. i smoked non-filters dangling from my lips, stood around street corners waiting for nothing. when i got home, i read hemingway and london, shakespeare and poe, wrote long poems that no one would see, for fear they would see the real me.Birth sign: Libra
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