07-10-2006, 07:41 PM
Don't plan to, ever.
Well, one day, after I'm married.
Reason being, all the guys at my school are complete and total idiots. Cept the three who are my friends. They rock. And my crush is cool too. ^^;
Anyways, I'm in eighth grade (ninth, really, now), and I think me and my best friend are the only girls who haven't 'busted the cherry'. Which means, we're the only unpopular girls. But hey, I'd rather have a bunch of friends that I can trust than a billion that don't really care.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!