"what the fuck is on her back?" "is that an instrument?" "i played that shit in sixth grade and quit" "i be weak when she falls over on her ass!"
i'm right next to them. they were walking right behind me.
i hate that school.
caleb doesn't trust me at all.
i kind of always feel like the worst person in the relationship. it's usually true.
i'm always angry now.
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