You noticed me again in the hallway. You smiled genuinely at me, your right hand waving happily at me while the other is intertwined with the girl.
I just realized how hard it is to force a smile.
YOU ARE READING
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Teen Fiction[tw: suicide/self-harm on chap 19] You just want to feel loved. To feel important. To leave a mark in this too messed up world. To feel pretty, even just for a second. But when no one loves you back, this might be the end of struggling. :spiritual::...
