Misunderstood, that is me, no one who looks can truly see. They don't understand what the hell I'm about, when they think about me there heads fill with doubt. Misunderstood, that's my new name, I'm misunderstood and I have no shame. Who cares if people don't understand what's inside, I like it this way, sometimes there are things to hide. I hate noisy people who try to find out everything they can, But-out of my fucking business, is that something you can understand? Why would anyone want to be truly understood, people knowing everything about you can't be good? I'm misunderstood and that's the way I'll always be, I really don't give a fuck if people don't understand me. I find it kind of exiting to do things that make people wonder why, I like to be a little mysterious, and sometimes I like to lie. What people don't know wont hurt them, and if it does oh well, If they don't like the way I am they can all go to hell! Sometimes I can be a real fucking bitch and sometimes I'm not, sometimes I can be really nice and charming and sometimes I'm a snot. I can be whatever I want, I can be mean and crude, I can be a real pain in the ass, I can be totally fucking rude. I can be as yummy as honey, I can be as sweet as pie, but if you piss me off I can spit in your fucking eye. I can be sexy, hot and wildly freaky, I can be crazy and exiting, and completely kinky. I'm misunderstood, that's just the way I am, and if you don't fucking like it, I don't give a damn!Birth sign: Pisces
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