I'm not that mysterious, but that still doesn't mean you know me.
So why do you talk to me like you have me figured out and know what I'm like, who I am, where I come from, what I believe in, or what I deal with.
All YOU know is that I'm a little white girl whose parents love her, who wears different clothes than you, "likes Jesus", and has a much better life than you because you say so.
If you bothered to talk to me on a normal social level, maybe you'd find out more about me and not just me the girlfriend. I'm not stupid, I'm not dramatic, I don't talk shit, I like you, I have morals, I have dreams, my life isn't perfect, and I have gone through hard times too.
Just because we're not the same doesn't mean we have to be on different levels.