Some girls are taught to be sexy.

Don't uncork what you can't contain

My name is Luka I live on the second floor. I live upstairs from you, yes, I think you've seen me before.

Last year's troubles, They shine up so prettily, They gleam with a lustre they don't have today.

Yes I think I'm okay, walked into the door again.

My mother wanted me to understand that as a woman I could do pretty much whatever I wanted to, that I didn't have to use sex or sexuality to define myself.

Girls are crazy and mean. They don't fight fair.