More is revealed to me about not being a fitter inner.
As Eleanor Rigby plays on my ancient iPod, I was confronted with a cosy recent photo of old uni 'pals'. I never fitted in there, despite this I thought I was pretty cool.
Social networking discloses more evidence of isolation. I am not invited to the Hen Do' (It has been pitched as 'bring on the Carnage', so maybe I am best off out of it), not invited to the wedding and not even an invite to the evening do'.
Being left out is so not cool
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