I was recently yelled at some girls who I thought were my friends. Why? Because I let slip that I felt sorry for one of JJMS's most popular girls, I'll call her... C.
Yeah, I know, everyone hates the plastics of this world, but you have to feel sorry for them too. What if they have no clue what to do in math class, and none of the girls will help her because she's so gorgeous, and none of the guys will 'cause the guys who do like her are too threatening? What if she has a sucky home life and gets picked on by older guys? What if she only has one true friend because everyone else just back stabs her? What if in 20 years, at a reunion, she's the unhappiest person there, because, someday, people will see through a pretty face?
And even if none of that were true, can you really be alive if you don't have a care in the world?
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