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Pathetic.
Pathetic. There really is no other word to describe myself. I'm sitting in my bedroom alone on a Friday night, and I'm going to sleep while everyone else is out with friends, out at the football game.
I've been thinking all day about a boy who barely knows my name; and now I'm sulking because I know he'll never be mine.
All of see dreams I've had all my life, about a husband, a family, a beautiful home... They're never going to come true. I'm wasting my time.
I might as well consider myself what I really am. Pathetic.
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