In my case
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Last published Sat, Aug 9, 2014
KELLY: Calling yourself normal. I would, but what does being normal even imply? What's normal in your opinion? Pretty teenage girl who thinks she is imperfect and has one, maybe two best friends? Could be it. But I believe I'm normal too. Even though, I'm not exactly pretty, nor I have two friends or one. I think the only thing that's keeping me alive is my attitude (well food too obviously) not that I have a bad one, because I don- well...okay actually yeah I do have a bad attitude in opinion of other people. RICHARD: People. Humans. School. Can something be any worse? The answer is no. My only motive, reason, inspiration is getting out of these black hole as soon as I can. Ugh. I hate my life. I hate everything. I wish I could just be invisible. And instead I'm all the school talks about. I wish I could at least ignore all of them but unfortunately it's hard for me to do that, considering that my sister is so popular.
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