It's Funny NowMature

To look back and think of how all my friends saw me as “the slut”

As the girl who would be the first to lose “it”

As the first one of us to let “some boy” take me over the edge

Simply because I was knowledgable

And I mean, since “you did everything else”

The next step simply was to “do it”

And now I sit alone in my home

While all my friends are going out and “doing it”

And the only thing I’m “doing” is Smirnoff

The End

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