There is an image of some distant friend's car painted for her last day of high school. "Goodbye Seniors" the washable paint proclaims. This image means nothing to me. I was not there that day. I did not attend this girl's graduation party; she is on the fringes of my social networking. Yet the image intrigues me
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i think all of the younger classes that were there will remember us, at least the sophomores and juniors who knew something was missing
i miss your class. i miss my class.
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