Sometimes people don't speak to me anymore, or I don't speak to them. I know I should be ashamed of this, but secretly it gives me a thrill. Like I'm really putting my foot down or something. Once in a while I have a dream about one of these people, and we always have a weird conversation about why we don't talk anymore. It's so awkward.
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This is me. As you can maybe tell, I hardly ever do a closed-mouth smile. Here I am very restrained.