Sometiems I look back at the pictures and I almost wish I belonged. Everyone looks so happy. I'm happy hanging around the edges though. It's easier to escape when you're on the edge. It's easier to go unnoticed also. But sometimes when I look at the groups who were all tight-knit and inseperable I think I missed out on something. Maybe even
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