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I was a teenage wuss
In junior high school, I had oily, stringy hair and lots of pimples
I wore really wussy clothes

Most of the other kids called me a faggot
Even some of the other wusses called me a faggot
There was maybe five kids in the whole school who were wussier than I was
I was really wussed out

I was afraid of girls, and guys scared the shit out of me
They used to say to me, 'What are you, fucking queer?'
They wanted me to fight, to prove I wasn't a faggot
But I didn't fight, I ran away