Pretty girls heal my pain.

Lucky me was sick in bed all weekend. Monday I was well enough to go to school. Still felt like shit though. But father said "Kaybear has to go to school or else she'll fail at life *insert sad face*" and I do not want to be a failure-face.

There's this chica at my school. I don't know her name. I don't know what grade she's in. But she is so beautiful to me. I see her randomly around school.

Story goes: I'm feeling like shit. I don't want anyone to mess with. What does my fabulous friend Tyler do? Mess with me. He puts little papers in my hair. Bumps me when I'm writing. Won't shut the fuck up. I say to this freak of a boy "Cunt, if you don't stop I'll shove this pencil so far up your ass your mom will start bleeding." He laughs. I laugh. Some chick laughs somewhere behind me. I turn and who is it? The beautiful chica. Two months in school and she's been in my class. I'm fucking retarded. She is called Alessandra. I talked to her and in an instant my sickness was gone fo sho!

Fill in the blanks:
"With ______ ______ comes ______ ________."

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