In 6th grade, my friends started being bratty to me. Now, nothing is cool like before. I can still be cool, but now I have more options, you might say.
They would get all the drama in fights and socializing not participating in PE. I almost wanted to get involved-
We were split up, and they said that was why they weren't friends. But I was nice and not a slob. They thought their fat was better than mine.
I'm not being nasty spitting shit. I'm calm, cool, and collected - and in a hurry. This isn't even important..
Why didn't they kindly tell me they were shit and that's why they don't talk to me like everyone else?
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