Status: I kind of really love Ed Sheeran so. || ACTIVE

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Paint Yourself A Picture

Jezebel had never liked girls. She never truly understood them. So from an early age she always preferred the opposite, more easy going gender. Because boys never spread rumors about you. They never spent hours on end shopping for clothes they were only going to wear once. They never fussed if you forgot to compliment their outfits. And the definitely didn’t need a change of underwear every time anyone even mentioned Justin Bieber. Boys were easy. And Jezebel liked easy. And plus, it’s not like the boys would ever turn away female company. But it wasn’t until grade nine that Jezebel really found her best friend. His name was Ed, a ginger who had a nice group of friends. He was mostly known for getting wasted at parties and carrying around a guitar.
“Why don’t you just leave it at home?” Jezebel had asked him one day in the courtyard.
“It makes me different. If I was the same as everyone else then no one would remember me.” And it was in that very moment that Jezebel decided they were going to be friends for a long time.
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It gets better I promise.