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Dancing her "look at me, look at me" dance, she just wants your attention. Not that your oblivious to that. In fact you know you've got her in the palm of your hand. She twirls her hair, and goes to all your gigs- just so she can see you, and talk to you, and flirt with you, for her sake. The chubby girl who's "Oh, so indie" falls in love with the rockstar drummer, how fucking original. But you'll never really love her, the way she loves you. You'll never imagine you two together, the way she imagines you two together. She builds this imaginary relationship, GOD forbid she knows she CAN'T FUCKING STOP herself. She'll talk to you on IM chat and stalk your facebook, check what you posted on that girls wall, like that facebook group you joined and tell people that your seeing each other. All the signs of a little girl in love...with you. She's a lost cause. Just like every other girl in this room, she's looking for love. Just like every other boy in this room, your not.

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