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endless desire
and
now
im
crushed
.
there
are
things
that
don't
happen
.
things
that
shouldn't
happen
.
things
that
never
happen
.
im
finally
back
in
school
and
getting
all
caught
up
.
and
i
look
down
at
that
fucking
grade
sheat
and
it
screams
at
me
, '
B
+'.
oh
god
i
feel
numb
.
damnit
things
shouldn't
be
able
to
affect
me
this
much
.
i've
gotten B's
before
.
it's
no
big
deal
.
you
worked
hard
.
you
had
to
learn
it
all
on
your
own
at
home
and
you
did
the
best
you
could
.
NO
DAMNIT
NO
YOU
DIDN'T
.
YOU
SHOULD
HAVE
WORKED
HARDER
YOU
GOOD
FOR
NOTHING
BITCH
.
no
no
no
i
did
the
best
i
could
.
it's
fine
.
YOU
DON'T
GET
A
B
IN
HISTORY
.
but
but
.
YOU'RE
ACTUALLY
GOOD
AT
THAT
.
I
SIT
HERE
AND
WATCH
YOU
GET
A
B
IN
MATH
AND
I
LET
IT
SLIDE
,
BUT
OTHER
FUCKING
CLASSES
?
DO
YOU
WANT
TO
BE
GOOD
AT
ANYTHING
?
no
no
i
dont
care
what
other
people
thing
.
i
swear
i
don't
.
BUT
YOU
CARE
WHAT
I
THINK
.
YOU
DO
.
YOU
CARE
THAT
YOUR
B
WILL
BE
STARING
AT
YOU
EVERYWHERE
AND
YOU
CAN
GO
AND
FILL
OUT
YOUR
COLLEGE
TRANSCRIPTS
AND
WRITE
THAT
B
DOWN
AND
THEY
CAN
ALL
SEE
HOW
HORRIBLE
YOU
ARE
AT
EVERYTHING
.
no
no
i
can't
be
perfect
.
i
tried
.
oh
but
.
just
one
more
better
grade
.
if
i
had
only
worked
a
little
bit
harder
,
a
little
bit
longer
...but
i
didn't
.
i
didn't
at
all
.
and
now
i
dont
feel
a
thing
.
only
utter
disappointment
because
i
have
found
a
new
low
to
sink
to
.
damnit
.
no
one
understands
.
i
couldn't
put
this
anywhere
else
. they'd
tell
me
a
B
is
fine
and
that
im
stupid
and
that
they
got
a
D
in
this
or
C
in
this
.
and
i
know
im
not
miss
.
student
and
i
dont
want
to
be
.
but
my
whole
life
,
ive
wanted
A's
because
i
know
if
i
work
hard
enough
,
i
can
get
them
.
and
it
makes
me
feel
accomplished
and
makes
me
feel
like
im
worth
something
.
and
no
one
understands
how
much
that
means
to
me
.
they
just
think
im
being
some
snobby
smart
kid
.
im
not
even
smart
.
i
just
work
my
ass
off
in
fucking
honors
classes
.
that's
what
kills
me
,
it
will
be
worth
an
A
but
it's
not
.
it's
not
at
all
.
i
got
a
B
.
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