#6 Sad girls of Instagram

For most of high school I had only one friend. Her name was Rose, and we did everything together. She was smart, funny and she had two chihuahuas named Gracie and Chavez. After school we’d make bowls of buttery fried mushrooms and watch TV. Rose was all I needed, except when she wasn’t at school because she was sick or visiting her cool big sister in Elwood, and then I’d lob around like a pinball, bumping up against different groups but never feeling

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