11-09-2008, 11:17 AM
We always were put in alphabetical order when I was little, it sucked because I always got stuck near this guy that used to bully me all the flipping time and no matter what I said to the teacher, she refused to move me. Some of my teachers in middle school let us pick our own seats, but in the end they always alphabetized us because people sat with their friends and did nothing but talk.
Now in high school we're usually allowed to pick our own seats, but my math teacher ignored this rule completely and alphabetized us. Uh, WHAT? -.- We're not kids, lady!
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!