I've been crying to Michael in the Bathroom for God knows how long.
I've been abandoned or betrayed by almost every friend I've had, what was I put here to do?
I've been ripping up pictures of Sally and Lexi while lip syncing Michael in the Bathroom and crying my eyes out.
But then I realize
This bad stuff was all from Fourth Grade.
I'm so freaking petty, heh..
I'm not well right now, is the point...
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