NOTES FROM THE TEENAGE UNDERGROUND
Me, Lo and Mira were like the good things that came in threes: wishes, kings, back-up singers. But we could be bad too. We climbed aboard the bus. Bliss Dartford – Miss Priss Popularity – sang out ‘here come the frrreaks!’, and the sucker peers stirred and snickered but this just confirmed what we already knew: we were cool, unique, original. Everybody else was barcode…
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EVERYTHING BEAUTIFUL
I believe in Chloe and chocolate.
I believe the best part is always before.
I believe that most girls are shifty and most guys are dumb.
I believe the more you spill, the less you are.
I don’t believe in life after death or diuretics or happy endings.
I don’t believe anything good can come from this.
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