I go to parties, I'm being called an alcoholic.
Some of my shirts are cleavagy, I'm being called a slut.
I wear make-up and straighten my hair, I'm being called fake.
I sometimes make innapropriate jokes, I'm being called trashy.
I'm still buddies with some of my girl friends exes, I'm being called a backstabber.
I cry, I'm being called emo.
I speak my mind, I'm being called a bitch.
I wear some clothes that are out of style, and sometimes just throw my hair in a ponytail, I'm being called ugly.

conclusion: everything you do, everyone has something to say. this is life, i guess.