so we had to write end of the year essays for english class. here's mine. it pretty much sums things up.
The Wall
On one lonely weekend in the sixth grade, I decided my room needed to be the obnoxious, way too bright color of teal. My eleven year old self decided to paint it, so as one can imagine, it was not the best paint job ever
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and that wall.
and you.
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perfect.
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i rember that wall, rember that one night in summer we hung out at your house when me and sammi got lost? haha i love you so much im so glad i met you
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