Jealousy is a Disease, and I Hope you Get Well Soon

I'm jealous. And I hate it.
I wish I had what the people around me have. [Money]
I realize that I blend into the background of all the rich sorority bitches that populate this campus, but I am so far from being similar to them in any way. I may be in a sorority, but not one like theirs. I may be a bitch, but not a catty one. And I am definitely not rich.
I wish I could win the lottery. Or have some rich, old relative die and leave all their money to me (or at least my parents)
I wish I didn't have to worry about making it by. I wish I didn't have to think about how much money I don't have every time I wake up.
This is just ridiculous.
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New topic. Sorta.
It was their idea, to invite her along to see what I'm doing. I'll go along with it, but it won't be my fault if something goes wrong. I'm in too good of a mood with Miss Charming to care what Miss Too-Scared-to-Jump thinks.
But what if she gets jealous?
I can't help but think about what's going through her head. Because she got so defensive. She put words in my mouth and said things to deliberately hurt me to push me away. She put up her walls. But, like she told me, I don't want to have to fight to get to know someone. She doesn't want to fight for me, then I won't fight for her.
Case closed.
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:Poetic Moment:
And I don't know why,
Or maybe I do,
But every time your name
Flashes on my phone
I smile

:Quote:
I'm beyond your peripheral vision
So you might want to turn your head
Cause someday you're going to get hungry
And eat most the words you just said.

:Picture: