honestly, love, i think you need to smile more.
you do not know who you are. but i do. and i think you need to smile. like, a lot more.
so, chin up, mister. smile more.
pull up your pants, get a normal shirt, straighten your hair, and tie your shoe laces.
because, honestly, do you know who we are?
we are sophmores in high school, in suburban chicago, illinois, in the united states of america.
i think we deserve a few simple things, par from the high-and-excitement of high school.
so, stop being so silly, so conceited, so sad.
and love, smile. just a teeny tiny one. just a super teeny tiny upturn of the lips in the direction of the sun.
turn your lips so they're facing the blue yonder above us.
stop being such a debbie downer. you are not debbie. or a downer.
so smile, before someone else starts to frown as well.
that someone just might be me
and it has already started.
--lynn
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