when I was a baby you wrapped me in pink
you engraved in my mind that pink was a girl's colour, that pink represents me, everybody clothing you brought for me had pink prints on the
now having grown up, I hate pink,
I mean I can't even buy a pink T shirt, pink shoes irritate me,
I love the colour RED, the sheets of my bed have pink butterflies, my dream car is a red Kia Sportage, my nails are painted red and red high heels make me feel sexy
I guess the conclusion of my rage is that I hate the colour pink,
©gratitude
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