All I ever did, I did for you; I have lived in the hope of earning some small sign of appreciation, pride, even acknowledgement, a seed that could grow into a friendship, maybe even... love.
I just wanted a friend, Galen, but you spurned me. You pushed me down, and you spat on the face of my feelings, all because I was different, all because you wanted me to have hair.
I could be mean, but I don't have the true capacity for mean-itude. I don't have a double barrelled name; I'm not from the continent; I'm not- oh, wait, I can see a giant blue afro on the frog now.
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