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So you know you’re just one of the weird kids that no one wants to be seen talking to. No one ever knows how much it means just to say “hi” back.
Eventually you begin to hate everyone and it’s never what you wanted.
When your boyfriend smokes your quarter by himself, without asking. And then says you’re being “uptight” about it and doesn’t even volunteer to replace it. akjsgdfwjeb fuck.