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When we go home.. Our straightened hair goes up in a messy bun. Our makeup has faded, so we take it off. The fake smile dissapears into how we really feel.Our new stylish shirt gets replaced by a nice baggy hoody. Our skinny jeans are traded for little cartoon pajamas.And our shoes are taken off to reveal our fuzzy socks.When we go home, You wouldnt recognize us. home ask me submit archive themes Me |