fantishu
the miserable life of a miserable teenager
group project
“Sit and smile, they don’t need your input.”Maybe they had a group chat where they plotted how to exclude me next time?
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Either way, it worked.
Gang up on her, make fun of her, treat her different.
Why? Was it the untreated ADHD?
Or because my face was never good enough?
I was just a little girl, begging for affection I clearly didn’t get at home.
Everybody was right, it is a dog-eat-dog world.
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