Sometimes you just have to pull up your big girl panties and get over it,
I say that I'm fine, but really I'm not. It doesn't seem to matter so I don't say a lot. There's no one I can talk to, at least no one that cares; and the one's that seem to are just putting on airs. So I just deal with it the only way I know how. So at least for the moment, things are fine for now.
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