Last year, we hated each other. This year we were good friends. But now you won’t even talk. your eyes are this light blue, when i like green or gray eyes. your hair is dirty blonde, but i prefer guys with brown hair. I feel the need to impress you and when you said i was ugly. even if you were joking, it made me really sad. I know I’m not the prettiest girl in the world. Hell, i’m the tom boy compared to the barbies that follow you. but please, consider me love? Consider the unwanted girl, one of the female guys.