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Many things can go wrong in a boys life, especially during the years he spends in the jail of high school. Rejection and grades tend to shape the young mind, and those few who accept him become all the more important when deciding what he is going to do about his dreary existence. The teachers tell him to smile, and they ask why they seldom see a grin. He shrugs them off and in turn shrugs off the majority of the scorn that follows from his classmates. The brightly clothed masses casually ignore his existence and chat about the new style, while he decides that they disgust him in turn. The days go by, the t
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La vida da lecciones que sólo se aprenden viviéndolas.
Have a nice week!
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And if ever you come near, I'll hold up high a mirror...
...I could never show you anything as beautiful as you...
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Karma is not the bitch. You are
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