Taken from Tumblr. Credits to the owner!
I am the not-so cute friend of the girl you fancy.
I am the ugly sweater your granny spent months making you that your mother won't let you throw away.
I am all the Avon catalogues in your letterbox, you choose to ignore.
I am all your missing socks that you never bother looking for.
I am the wilting pot plant you forgot to water weeks ago.
The half eaten sandwich your mother tenderly made for you.
The quiet fille on the bottom of the shelf.
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