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Being Friends with Boys


Having male companions has its perks

  when you're sixteen.

Everybody had crushes on the group's only girl

  but it was usually ignored.

We could lend anything to each other:

  MTG decks, sci-fi comics

  fantasy novels and D20s

I was screwed if I ever needed

  a tampon, or a place to crash.

It doesn't really matter-

  we all stopped being there for each other

 

in the end.

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