Escutando "Gonna get over you" incessantemente.
Preciso me lembrar que sou forte.
Preciso me lembrar que sou interessante.
Preciso acreditar que sou desejável.

Preciso acreditar em mim.

"Maybe is a vicious little word that can slay me, keep me where I'm hurting.
You make me hang from your hands...
No more! I won't beg to buy a shot on you back door.
I'm aching at the thought of you, what for?
That's not me anymore.

And I'm not the girl that I intend to be.
I dare you, darling, just you wait and see.
But this time not for you, just for me."

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