By best friend died in a car accident 4 months ago. Every wednesday, after school, I go to the cemetery and bring her flowers. My parents think I have some sort of school club.



Sometimes, when i'm alone at night, I hold my own hand and pretend I have a boyfriend. I know, i'm a loser!



I've been receiving anonymous love letters for the past months. Yesterday i found out that it was my dad writing them, because he felt sorry for me.



My dad is a cop. He thinks it's funny to give me tickets.



Today I was messing with a kid sitting in front of me and I had some lotion on my thumb. And when he tured around I put my thumb across his forehead saying simba.


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