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Sep 2015
i hear laughter from the other side of the room.  i look up to see him laughing with his friends.  
i smile slightly and then stop.  
i look down and scold myself,
*'he'll never like a girl like me...unpopular, ugly, stupid, and awkward.  why would he like me when he could have someone better?'
Written by
chris  21/F/tokyo
   --- and Randolph L Wilson
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