yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


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when i was in the eigth grade, emily m and i had the best band in the entire world. ridiculous but good. we both sang and she played guitar and i played keyboards. we lasted two weeks. i wrote perverted lyrics that made her go "ohh NOO!" we had an awful name.. heh. "shimmer" and we wore sequined tank tops. i guess it wasnt so bad. we were definitely a girl band in every aspect. we wrote about mean boys, well, she did. i wrote about getting molested in a very indirect way. i was getting fucked every few weeks then by a really creepy guy that was a friend of the family. emily moved away to paris and we didnt even really talk that much after that. she became so very european and i was still very much like an eigth grader even though two years had passed. i still write songs from time to time. they're mostly instrumental. the last one was a little like the godfather waltz which always makes me cry. i'm sleepy. i just wanted to tell you about my days as a rockstar.
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