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Life is so much fairer when you’re a kid. I mean, when you’re a kid you don’t have to worry about, you know, things like, being attractive, or how many girls like you. No one has unfair advantages. And then, when you hit puberty, your life either becomes heaven on earth, or a living hell; it all depends on how many girls like you, or if girls like you at all. My life turned into a living hell. No girls liked me, and I hate them all for it.