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even when i can't carry my own papers and pens by myself, it's not my fault,
i tell them thank you so much
but they get frustrated because they're doing something for someone else and not themselves
so i hold my papers and pens in my mouth and walk
it's not like i wanted their dirty hands on my shit anyways.
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But at school, in public, I feel like dirt.
I feel like I can never hit the spot with anyone. I can't jump the bar. I'm not up to standard.
Best friends are what caused this. Every friend in my like has fucked me over.
My fault, for being so sensitive.
Guh, feeling sorry for myself.
Wish I didn't care.
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But then he smiles or appears in the parking lot or says something particularly hilarious, my heart does a flip, and I realize that I'm wrong.
I'm almost in love with him.
I would be if he was my age and single and there was any small sliver of hope that he would like me back.
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I hope someday you will realize how awesome you are. I tend to refuse friendship from anyone who doesn't...sparkle. You sparkle, Anna. You're gorgeous and funny and interesting, and somewhere within you, you have the potential to be the best friend ever. I hope you realize that life is a journey and that the key to finding true happiness is making it for yourself. <3 Love you!
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