i hate when you’re around with your friends and the whole time you have a lump in your hair or it’s messed up in some sort of way and none of your friends tell you.
they just let you walk around the whole day looking like a freak. and when you ask them if something looks alright, THEY LIE. i mean.. i know you’re trying to be nice but i’d rather you tell me than let me look like an idiot.
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