hisashiburi

Apr 21, 2011 16:19

I saw her in the grocery store and quickly moved to another aisle, uncertain whether I wanted to be seen by her or not. I hadn’t thought about her in two years, but I remembered her. She was one of those first years who wasn’t afraid to talk with me and would always say hello and ask me all sorts of questions, some of them inappropriate. Loudly ( Read more... )

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staminiarose May 1 2011, 15:14:08 UTC
Ah--momemts like those help you get over the feelings of utter frustration of the past.

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