I don't think I'm wonderful. I don't think I'm better than everyone else. I don't think I'm great and appreciated.
School? No friends. No popularity or apprecition.
Camp? No friends. No popularity or apprecition.
General Life? No friends. No popularity or apprecition.
I'd give anything to just be given one speck of appreciation. I do so much for everyone, but they just shove my love up their asses and ask for more. If you excuse me, I must go to the carnival with my dog because there is no one else who loves me enough to go with me.
For the record, I don't hate you. You're a nice girl, and have so much to offer the world. I wish you the best.
That was a serious complement, and you should be happy that I don't hate you.