it's all for you, down to every crystal, every piece of glitter. i want you to notice. i want you to care. i want it to be pretty. i open my books, not my legs. i want you to judge me. i want you to see me and have ideas in your head and have ideas in your head as to what you think i am, whether they're good or bad. people always have misconceptions of me. i want to surprise you when you underestimate me. i want to prove your judgements wrong and show you i'm not what you expect.
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