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7DAD WOULD ALWAYS tell me, choose your friends. But surely he remembered high school, didn’t he? Sometimes, you don’t have the luxury of choice. You just grab whoever even so much as looks your way. You’re not going to strut down the corridors and think that you’re the Captain of Your Ship, and the Master of Your Soul, and to hell with everyone who doesn’t want to get on board. No, when you’re young, loneliness is this island you don’t want to be exiled to. Sure, some people could pretend that they don’t really care. But who wants to be alone when you can’t even understand what’s happening to your body? When there are days that feel like some parasite is breeding inside you, turning you into another person you can’t even get along with most of the time. When your self-esteem is this e

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