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When Losers Unite
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Ongoing, First published Dec 27, 2014
#138 Humor. Completed. To be really honest with you this doesn't need much description.

It's a funny story that...that, um...I can always say it's a glorious tale of two baffled, misunderstood and courageous beings with the persona of brooding melancholy echoing in the backdrop. (Who am I kidding?)

Option two: I could be honest and say this is a story about two teenage weirdos, a boy and a girl. 

With no life, no clue, no charisma and no luck; nothing but stacks of shinny dreams, glittery pens and diary pages. Which reminds me, this is a very funny story built from the pages of two diaries. 

And what about their want of becoming popular?
Who're you kidding? These are teenagers, they'll always love the things they can't have more than themselves...Let them be.


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