I got invited to all the soirees and 'surprisingly' was always in the closet (no pun intended) for 7 minutes in heaven.
I was the HS prom king.
I was the guy you secretly wanted to befriend in college cause I drove the nicest cars in school with the pop kids in tow.
I am the poor little rich kid who didn't know what to do when daddy used up my trust fund.
I am the luckiest boytoy who never knew what being poor means.
I am the guy who you love to hate.
Sounds more like a wannabe.
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