Dear Pete,
Sorry I was a bad, bad girl. But you like me that way. I'm not apologizing for my ways, baby... I was born this way like Gaga. I'm not turning in a new leaf either. I'm sorry, but I just want you to understand, how I am. And you gotta accept me for what I am. I know that's hard. I'm sorry love. But if you can't stand me, well damn, I'm better off my way.
Rosie
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