So many things threaten to destroy a teenage girl. Pressure comes from every direction, dragging her down, breaking her soul... But the worst? Oh, the very worst:
Boys.
They love us. They hate us. They want us to be their best friends, their secrets, and their masks. They want to control us, oppress us, contain us.
They beat us down until we're black and blue in the face, unable to fight them back anymore. They pick us up when we're laying on the ground and patch up the holes...only to smash new ones after awhile.
My sisters and I have discovered that boys, well, they're funny creatures. It's fun to mess with their minds, to torture them the way they torture us.
So ha! Take that. You thought you could control us? Contain us? Keep us locked away in your memory? Nope.
We've been broken, beaten, trampled, and stampeded. We've suffered the storms of your emotions and the ice of your hate.
We got each other. I got you, babe. And the boys? Forget about 'em. We're all that we'll ever need. :]
...until, of course, we feel the need to mess with their minds all over again... :P
15 years ago
1 comment:
i most certainly agree.
they're dumb, confusing, lazy, and utterly rediculous.
sadly, that's why we like them..
damn boys.
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