For all of the people who talk about me and think it's effecting me..It's alright..I just sit back and think to myself..[[damn I've got myself a fanclub]]

&& no matter what you do or say - there’s always gonna be somebody who doesn't like you 

someone is always gonna talk about you.. so you might as well give them something to talk about

To every girl who gossiped about me in corners of parties, to those who were my slap in the face, to the close minded or misunderstanding, to those boys that broke my heart, and to those friends who turned out to be back stabbers. You all challenged me to become the person I wanted to be. I am stronger because of all the stupid things you put me through. No matter how much you have done to me, you have unknowingly done so much more for me. So, thanks.

It’s funny how the people who know
me the least have the most to say

If someone is too shallow to tell you something in front of your face, then you shouldn't pay attention to what they say behind your back

I think it's quite pathetic
how you're so stuck up
I thought when i got to high school
people would grow the fuck up
this isn’t elementary school sweety
stop playin fucking games
stop being a bitch +
no more calling names
now, since I’m nice,
I’ll forgive & I’ll forget
but watch out next time u pull that shit
yea, that’s a threat . . .

Call me a slut. Call me a whore.
Call me whatever. I’ve heard it
before. Say that I'm fake. Say
that I lie. Say what you want.
You won’t see me cry, because I
know none of it's true, but calling
me all this shit, ha, what the hell
does that make you?