Dear you,
My three best friends. Stop making fun of what I wear. Stop pressuring
me to get a boyfriend and stop calling me weird. Stop making fun of my
clothes. Stop teasing me about my acne. Stop interrupting me just to
piss me off. Stop shouting my secrets on the bus. YOU the ones who
should love me for who I am are the ones chipping away at my self
esteem. You've caused too many tears.
Foff