Life can be a bitch, excuse my language. Anyhow it can be pretty cruel. It'll throw some obstacles at you, it'll knock you down, and it'll push you back down once you get up. People will ignore you, hurt you, mock you, but sometimes they'll just end up loving you. And you'll love them back. In the end, life can be good, but it can also suck. It can be stupid, especially when there are people "dating" in third grade (it happens, believe me, been there (years ago) done that). But all in all, if you make the right moves, mess up occasionally, and don't give up things just might work out for you.
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