Youthful, her skin as virgin as the drink she just ordered personality as fake as her id, legs that never end and a skirt that flatters both her leg and thighs. The boys drooling, girls staring. this girl is perfect.
So down another drink don’t worry about feeling tipsy it will pass as will your confidence and need to please the guy that you have been chancing all night.
Now lets take a minute to appreciate the thought that went into your outfit, every detail is noted from the coconut shampoo in your hair to bad paint job on your toenails. Don’t bring your self down so they can get better view of the tart. Stand tall and own That fucking bar!

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Being a young girl in society in 2019.