You look like small tiny voice, but Mat probably knows you are very very argumentative. The moment like, "Well...." - with a long string of your personal every error wrong things to say coming out of your mouth, those are bias, they need a very very very sure things in front of them. You don't smile, you don't make the things right, and none of that are right, the guys will tell you. you are a psycho believing inside your own words and say it, and its every step wrong, and you still believing it.
That is very psycho.
You are bored in life, such as never 4 limbs long enough to be praise or trophy those moving your body too tired, and be team works at those group efforts. You never smart enough to say taken the Olympia Science part in the convention center or staying up late til mid-night over one project. Your IQ is only mediocre.
No one even sure you have one friend, to what friends over that facebook, none of that the taller guys will tell you, they are busy inside their life, they also seeking a direction at that age, but they seeing enough the guys or the girls that prosper inside their height groups as a very very very normal life, not sunk it inside the room waiting for a phone call. When you are taller, you seeing the people in that height in the competitive field, or something a lot more saying the salary part. You are all very short, and very giant mouth ....
You don't lean to the guys, they go to those sorority girls. They agree with the guys, and they don't talk about their medicine field, they have no ideas what that is, so they just sit and stare, and you saying?! Not one name I know about whom these people are on the cover of a flyer? Every guy. Because they need some rest away from all of this chatting stupidity. They only need a date, not an eternity. |
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You want to do this "Loving to Cry Little", every cute move. Seriously
Comic book name (90s): ๆๅญๅญธๅฆน
Its every page you copy that girl's entire behavior, you feel so wonder of you yourself how much the guys love you, that is super psycho to me.
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