Please stop rubbing it in my face. The fact that you have a boyfriend, that is. I know you've liked him for a while, and were very happy when he accepted to go see a film with you. Thank you for saying you were going to bring a friend, and I was the only one available to tag along. You know that I am extremely shy around new people, and I don't talk to them much; What would the point of bringing me along be? You're just going to talk to him for most of the time, and I'll be quiet the whole effing time and feel awkward.
And now I'll feel even more awkward because life decided to give me a big ass red pimple on my chin. Yay.
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I honestly don't care if anyone reads this. I just need a place to rant. >_>
