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I find that being in the in-crowd isn't all that great. There's always these people who will talk about you and whatever you do, you will never fit in with them. So you decide to be an outcast instead. I find that being an outcast isn't all that great either. There's always these lines about "being yourself" and all that inspiring crap, but being yourself doesn't always work when you're an outcast. You may think that the other outcasts accept you for who you are but, they don't and you will never fit in with them either. So what do you decide to be now?
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 12:41 PM UTC
may ninth, two thousand fifteen
I find that being in the in-crowd isn't all that great. There's always these people who will talk about you and whatever you do, you will never fit in with them. So you decide to be an outcast instead. I find that being an outcast isn't all that great either. There's always these lines about "being yourself" and all that inspiring crap, but being yourself doesn't always work when you're an outcast. You may think that the other outcasts accept you for who you are but, they don't and you will never fit in with them either. So what do you decide to be now?
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 12:41 PM UTC
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