NO
Rude. Stuck up Brat These are a few of the things I've been called. Is it because I mocked and teased? Is it because I shouted and hit? Is it because I made someone bleed? No I did none of those things. Rather it is because I said No. Because I said no to adding you on Facebook. No to letting you be my valentine. No to giving you my number. Does that make me rude. Am I a Brat just because I rather not? Is it true I am stuck up for saying no? Is yes really the only way to go? Even if I say it nicely? Why though? Why can't I reject and still be polite? Why must my anwser always be Alright. Why can't I say no and still be a friend. Why must I say yes when I really want it to end. I mean no harm. I don't mean to hurt. Yet the moment your mouth opens. The minute the question is asked. The only acceptable anwser. The only one you will accept. Is Yes.
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