The world does not accept that behind ever pretty face is not a perfect girl
sure you may have some good memories. but it isn't living if all the memories do is dwell on your mind
they don't seem to go away like you don't want to forget you were once happy
or that you did have a best friend. we hold onto memories to block out the reality of being a teenager and hiding a life nobody knows for fear people just wouldn't understand. Is it just for acceptance?
