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Your friend cracks a joke about the fat, lonely, nobody in your class. Suddenly you’re back there. You’re back begging god to let you be attractive, just once. To go a day without being made fun of, just once. To hold hands with a girl, just once. Not because you’ve ever been religious but out of pure desperation, as you sit there on the tear soaked floor with your back against the wall. The barrel of the 9mm slowly growing a red circle on the roof of your mouth. Moments before you finally pull the trigger, as you scroll one last time you see a video. It’s a bodybuilder. You’re unfamiliar but it’s as if a little seed of interest and intrigue had just sprouted. For the first time in a long time you get a drop of hope, as if you haven’t already been numbed to the point far beyond feeling any sense of it. You plead with yourself to wait till this day next year. You decide to try one last time, this time doing what ever it takes. If you haven’t changed by then, you can finally give up.
-by @levithechud
 

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