Yo, after thinking about Valentine's Day, I remembered a story I want to tell. During elementary school, there was this girl who almost no one liked for a reason I can't remember. I think it may have been because she was really awkward and was really rude to anyone who tried to be nice to her. Everyone was mean to her except me, because even though I didn't really like her, she never did me dirty, so I saw no reason to be mean. Then one day, she came up to me and asked me to be her boyfriend. I politely said no, because I didn't think of her that way, and it was 5th grade, so I wasn't really interested in a relationship. She seemingly took it well, until we were walking inside from recess and she tripped. Then that fucking bitch threatened to say I tripped her unless I went out with her. I told her to fuck off, and when she tried to set me up, everyone else had my back. See, I was the opposite. I was awkward, but I was as nice and polite as I could be, so I was really well liked. She got detention for lying, and I never spoke to her again. She never tried to apologize. It makes me so mad just thinking about it.
