finally happy
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finally found someone who makes me happy,
so why cant mom just be happy for me
she doesnt even know him and she chooses to hate
is there something im not seeing
Our comet. It was a sign. As we sat there under the starry night sky, talking about life and our future together, it was a sign. The breeze was cool and the sky was clear and everything in the world seemed absolutely perfect.
The first time I was bullied I was in elementary school
"freak,"
"weirdo,"
"loser,"
they would call me
So I ran to the teacher, tears burning my eyes
She told me to get over it
