I've been looking through a bunch of facebook friends' high school pictures, and it hit me again that I just didn't really matter to these people. Maybe a tear or two at my funeral, but really, I just didn't matter. No maliciousness--they just didn't care. And as time passes, I see that they still get together, and they still communicate, but no
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You matter to me. You were there singing with me at youth band practice. Remember the good ol days of youth band and youth group. I remember you would sit there and poke me to make me laugh. Your a great person because you never judged anyone and you are unique. Your a great friend! Dont ever for get that!
Rebecca
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