I feel, sometimes, that I am doomed to fade into obscurity, and that frightens me. I'm not so big on attention and thus am relegated to the role as the Best Friend, the sidekick, the mother figure, the bit on the side. Honestly I don't mind so much but I wonder that when I die anyone will remember me, and what for? If I were prettier, smarter, more
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