Reminiscing is a total bitch. Came home for the night last night and was just swept with all of these memories of Mt Eliza, of Woodleigh, of year 12, of all my friends from that part of my life. 6 months ago all I could do was think about this part of my life. It’s funny then, that now that I am living exactly how I’ve wanted to for ages (in fact,
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