I hate people. Literally. I'm always the middle man, the one left out, the "almost pretty enough", best friend but not really, take advantage of the nice girl-person. And for exactly these reasons. I confide in the people I trust just to be let down time and time again, because I trust too much all of the time. I'm too nice. Too happy. Whatever. I've had so many fake friends it's just ridiculous, and I never understand what I do wrong to be taken advantage of. Thank you "oh so wonderful friends". Ugh, It's a bad day, shut up.
On some other notes I guess, my mom kicks ass. I'm not sure why, but she has like those motherly super powers that, when shes not in a bad mood, she makes me soar, but I guess thats what moms are supposed to do. I'm understanding math and have a steady b average, and Mr. Willard sucks. We need to get this show on the road and start practicing, but thats not going to happen. Whatever. I need social help.
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Oh Karadoll...
I completely disagree. First of all, if I was half as cute, sweet, and endearing as you, I'd have half the world in love with me.
I think you're perfect just the way you are... Please don't ever change.
Love you to pieces,
Cass
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