remember the days when we would sit in mrs. love's class writing to each other through livejournal comments. back when we didn't have to think about things like futures. when we would sit outside borders drinking the coffees that we bought with money we saved from our allowances. imagining our fake boyfriends there with us. and we were just so overwhelmed with life. because it was everything and nothing, and here and there didn't exist. i get so nostalgic for those times.
we should probably talk on the phone sometime soon. also i'm going to write you a letter this week because really i don't know why that hasn't been happening every day since i moved across the country.
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i get so nostalgic for those times.
we should probably talk on the phone sometime soon. also i'm going to write you a letter this week because really i don't know why that hasn't been happening every day since i moved across the country.
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