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The Simple Things

HannahOfTheInternet

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Reads 28,695
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Parts 26
Time 4h 58m

HannahOfTheInternet

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(Student/Teacher)  I am stereotypical. 

I'm blonde. I'm slutty. I'm a cheerleader. I'm treated like a princess.

But have you ever had the revelation that you hated yourself? I assume you haven't. Not many people would ever admit to not being able to stand being themselves. But I embrace it. I can't stand being myself. I don't want to be. Every day, I wished to be someone different. That wish never came true. I wanted to hurt myself, lose myself. And all this changed because I was failing geometry. 

It all changed because of Evan Schott.

***To be rewritten.Read at your own risk.***All Rights Reserved

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