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how it made you feel to break this norm, did you feel embarrassed, uncomfortable or what!

how it made you feel to break this norm, did you feel embarrassed, uncomfortable or what!

I can feel something happen about people don’t listen to me or ignore because don’t understand about me should to friendly together in the world. It’s my embarrassed always in a made myself being to alone was in school for college but not have my friends here. I was freshman year in college with my best friend for girls together to go class with me always to happy that was memories is…

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how it made you feel to break this norm, did you feel embarrassed, uncomfortable or what!

how it made you feel to break this norm, did you feel embarrassed, uncomfortable or what!

I can feel something happen about people don’t listen to me or ignore because don’t understand about me should to friendly together in the world. It’s my embarrassed always in a made myself being to alone was in school for college but not have my friends here. I was freshman year in college with my best friend for girls together to go class with me always to happy that was memories is…

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how it made you feel to break this norm, did you feel embarrassed, uncomfortable or what!

how it made you feel to break this norm, did you feel embarrassed, uncomfortable or what!

I can feel something happen about people don’t listen to me or ignore because don’t understand about me should to friendly together in the world. It’s my embarrassed always in a made myself being to alone was in school for college but not have my friends here. I was freshman year in college with my best friend for girls together to go class with me always to happy that was memories is…

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