I think my life hates me.
When I was in middle school there was a boy I used to like. I used to like him a lot. He didn’t know that until some bitch told him. So, to make me happy, one day he kissed me on the cheek. At first I was like “omg omg omg” and then I started smiling like an idiot and I kept on smiling the whole day.
It was awesome because I was the ugly girl and no one have ever touched me or looked at me before.