Dear boy who shall not be named,
Well.... Everyone knows
I mean everyone
is it bad i cant even look anyone in the eyes
Im officially the girl who slept with the dead kid
The girl who slept with the jock
Im not just the ugly girl anymore
Now im the slutty ugly girl
She started a rumor saying i was pregnant
If you were here you would laugh
If you were here you would say keep my head up
If you were here... You would love me...
Sincerely,
The girl who slept with the dead kid
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Randoma teens struggle with depression in letters. (low case letters used for stylistic purposes.)
