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They hate me, and I know it because the words slipped from their lips when they weren't even moving.
damn boys at bowling alleys with their eyes and disgusted looks.
but i'm sure their eyes were quite beautiful.
[but that doesn't mean i am.]
Oh, that Friday were tomorrow.
and prayers came true.
and late night wishes.
and dreams.
and those random little signs that seem to pop out of nowhere.
Oh, someone wish me luck.