My Dear Canary,
I can’t help but feel I wasted my school years with somebody who never truly liked me. Obsessed over me, perhaps, but you know, not interested in me as a human being. I keep seeing little snippets of romantic shows, of young queer love in high-school settings, and I think, I could have had that. I could have, but I missed it. I have this unfortunate thing where I’m late to every party I get invited to.
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