A Classic Love Story



I was not the kind of person anyone looks at twice. I don’t mean that in a quirky, average looking, clumsy hipster in a cheesy romance movie that no one notices until they do kind of way. I also don’t mean it in a self-deprecating way. I don’t mean it in any particular way because it’s simply a fact. I’ve always been just average. I got average grades in school, I have an average job with average pay, I have always and will always look just average, my family is average, my parents have average jobs and average lives, my friends are average with average jobs, my fashion sense is average. I just am AVERAGE. I’m not the girl that men chase halfway across the world hoping to make her fall in love with them, I’m not the girl everyone stares at when I walk into the room and…

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