That IS an interesting observation. The majority of the time the boys were a hint nicer to me or had little to do with the. The girls. The girls, Jesus Christ, most of them were absolutely catty, backstabbing, and vicious. I seriously doubt they were struggling with weakness and vulnerabilities, given how mean they were to me and my kind.

Those unfortunate bitches were struggling with the pressure of coming from a stable middle-class household where their parents actually cared about and for them. Their big bedrooms, wardrobes, and their own ponies. Yeah, I grew up in Ky. They all had their own horse. I would have given anything when I was younger to be them. Now, I’m so thankful I am nothing like those monsters.

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