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We've all heard of the story a young boy and a young girl falling in love in autumn. The leaves falling as they twirl. But we didn't hear the story of the same boy who would go out every night to the parties and pick on the boy he liked because instead of admitting his fear, he'd rather pick a fight. We've all heard the story of the two girls who are best friends, the two that never stop holding hands. The two that always share their paper and pens. We don't hear the story of the two best friends who are in love, but afraid of that kind of thing because they don't understand why they feel that way so instead of talking about it, they have inside jokes and sing. We've all heard the story of the girl with too many friends and a big smile The one who loved her body and was kind The girl who always followed the latest trend and style. We don't hear the story of the boy who fights the battle of a mental disorder The one that is filled with obsession, numbers; the one that is too thin, but it's the only way to feel like his life is in order. We've all heard the story of the kid who was left out  who was picked on for being a nerd but who grew up to be successful, despite people's doubt. We don't hear the story of a young girl who got picked on one too many times who was called a **** an attention seeker. So she gave up, but when she killed herself everyone blamed it on her "crimes." We've all heard the story of magical prom nights, and joyful graduation and all the successful teenagers  who after high school, had this revelation. We don't hear the story of the boy whose family can't afford college the one who is stuck with 12 hour shifts everyday who is called a screw-up, even though he longs for knowledge.
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Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 9:40 PM UTC
**** social norms.
We've all heard of the story a young boy and a young girl falling in love in autumn. The leaves falling as they twirl. But we didn't hear the story of the same boy who would go out every night to the parties and pick on the boy he liked because instead of admitting his fear, he'd rather pick a fight. We've all heard the story of the two girls who are best friends, the two that never stop holding hands. The two that always share their paper and pens. We don't hear the story of the two best friends who are in love, but afraid of that kind of thing because they don't understand why they feel that way so instead of talking about it, they have inside jokes and sing. We've all heard the story of the girl with too many friends and a big smile The one who loved her body and was kind The girl who always followed the latest trend and style. We don't hear the story of the boy who fights the battle of a mental disorder The one that is filled with obsession, numbers; the one that is too thin, but it's the only way to feel like his life is in order. We've all heard the story of the kid who was left out  who was picked on for being a nerd but who grew up to be successful, despite people's doubt. We don't hear the story of a young girl who got picked on one too many times who was called a **** an attention seeker. So she gave up, but when she killed herself everyone blamed it on her "crimes." We've all heard the story of magical prom nights, and joyful graduation and all the successful teenagers  who after high school, had this revelation. We don't hear the story of the boy whose family can't afford college the one who is stuck with 12 hour shifts everyday who is called a screw-up, even though he longs for knowledge.
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Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 9:40 PM UTC
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