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Grapes are an easy snack, just wash them and eat. You can find them easily; at the store, on trees when the time is right. They're crunchy, sweet, make you drool slightly when biting into one. They're good with other fruit, strawberries, blueberries, you name it. but alone, they're not enough to fill you up. They're like a refreshing taste, especially during hot days, when all you want to do is relax with friends. That's what I think when I need to write about myself; I'm a good person, I'm fun, you can be my friend easily, and people enjoy hanging out with me and other people. But never alone. They make excuses to leave, say something about parents and family, and I know it's all fake. I'm never good enough to be around when alone But I'm the best host of hangouts with multiple people. Hangouts where I'm there just enough to not be considered 'left out' but not there enough to be anyone's first pick. Everyone always looks at others first, leaving me standing there, alone with people around me. "Sorry, next time I'll pick you!" is something I've heard thousands of times. Group projects, games, p.e. They all end the same; no one ever wants to pick me. There but not there, just like grapes. There for the sweet flavor, but not enough to be looked at as if they're anyone's first pick when eating a fruit salad.
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Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 1:38 PM UTC
grapes.
Grapes are an easy snack, just wash them and eat. You can find them easily; at the store, on trees when the time is right. They're crunchy, sweet, make you drool slightly when biting into one. They're good with other fruit, strawberries, blueberries, you name it. but alone, they're not enough to fill you up. They're like a refreshing taste, especially during hot days, when all you want to do is relax with friends. That's what I think when I need to write about myself; I'm a good person, I'm fun, you can be my friend easily, and people enjoy hanging out with me and other people. But never alone. They make excuses to leave, say something about parents and family, and I know it's all fake. I'm never good enough to be around when alone But I'm the best host of hangouts with multiple people. Hangouts where I'm there just enough to not be considered 'left out' but not there enough to be anyone's first pick. Everyone always looks at others first, leaving me standing there, alone with people around me. "Sorry, next time I'll pick you!" is something I've heard thousands of times. Group projects, games, p.e. They all end the same; no one ever wants to pick me. There but not there, just like grapes. There for the sweet flavor, but not enough to be looked at as if they're anyone's first pick when eating a fruit salad.
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Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 1:38 PM UTC
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