"i don't like being single"

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i don't like being single. i go out i see boys. well of course i see boys. they're only one half of the population but it's weird this time because i'm single. they're now somehow a choice. i don't want them i don't know them at all but it's a fantasy in my head. the taller one with the brown hair he walks over. it's awkward. his friend is egging him on. he asks me for my number i'd be charmed. but it's ours then. my story, my smile for him it's the same one i would've given to you. god is stopped looking at them. how could i be so stupid. how could any boy work like you and i used to.

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