This is how I feel when I try and ride my bike and a truck doesn't see me:
This is how I feel when I get half-way through an art piece and decide I hate it:
This is how I feel when someone begs me for food, but I don't know how to say no:
This is how I feel when my friend claims that the reason she stayed up until 3 wasn't a boy:
This is how I feel when I make a really funny joke, but I'm the only one that thinks it's amusing:
This is how I feel when I don't actually know the words to a song, but I try anyways:
This is how other people feel when they see my truly weird self:







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