Stay // phan

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I walk into school, walking through the sea of people with their friends, talking and laughing loudly.

You wish you could be like them, don't you?

Yeah, but you remind me each and every day that I can never be like them.

I mean, you're not dead yet, so obviously I haven't reminded you enough.

Touché.

Do you ever wonder why you don't have any friends?

A lot, actually, yeah. Are you reading my mind or something? Oh, wait, that's right, you are my mind. Silly me.

What do you think the reasons are?

Well, considering you tell me them a thousand times each day, I don't think you need to ask.

I want to hear you recite the list.

Wow, pushy much? I'd at least like a please.

Recite the list, bitch.

Still didn't hear a please.

PLEASE recite the list, bitch.

Gladly.

1. I'm ugly.

2. My personality is worse than that of a brick wall.

3. I can't speak to people properly without having a panic attack.

4. I'm weird, and not in a good way.

5. I'm fat.

6. No one wants to be friends with a worthless loser like me.

Did I miss any?

Nope, that was quite a good run-through.

Oh, yeah, I did forget one.

7. This one is you, mind.

Oh please, I just put you in your place. You should really thank me; you get over your head, sometimes.