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Why do I keep falling for characters who don’t exist or people who don’t know I exisssssssttttttt.
Like bitch that hawt long haired loner dude ain’t ever gunna talk to you.
And you sure as shit know you’ll be to nervous to strike up a conversation wit that super funny girl in your English class.
Screw my taste and screw my idiot face.