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[r_u_p]

hey guys, i have been thinking. and isnt it weird, how u can get 10832 compliments and then 1 jerk can be a dusche bag and make fun of you, and that's what u listen to. thats what sticks in ur mind. like honestly, the whole school can say "wow u look pretty today" and then 1 person can say "no one likes u, ur ugly and they're just ebing nice" and u

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[cnfsn]

I concur with the getting ten thousand three hundred and eighty-two compliments, then one bad one, and it hurts so bad that it cancels out all of the good ones.

Or if you have an amazing day, and so many things go your way, and you're just on a cloud of happiness, but then somebody says something tiny, that kicks you right into the ground and rips your heart out.

I miss Bio too. I miss when you were in my gym. I miss last year singing Les Miserables in your basement when we had different parts. I miss you and Liz and biology and claspers and AMANDA KNOWS A LOT ABOUT REPRODUCTION. And lunch with Patrick, which we were talking about today. I miss you in my living room trying harder than anyone has ever tried to help me understand anything. You teaching me most of a semester's worth of Chemistry in an hour, making up problems about grams to mols of 'your mom' to make it fun for me. But it was seriously so much deeper than that.

The good thing about memories like that, nobody can ever take them away. Yeah, that's cheesy, but oh well.

It's our problem-free philosophy, Hakuna Matata...