“i’ve known this girl since the eighth grade. she was beautiful in the eighth grade. but she’s still beautiful. we were in the same art class. on the day we got our school pictures back, she walked over to my table and asked me for my picture. i don’t remember this girl ever talking to me before. so i gladly obliged and since she was beautiful, i asked for hers. she gave me one. the next year she didn’t go to the same high school as me but she started there our tenth grade year. i liked to hang around her. she was a lot of fun to be with. and even as seniors, she would occasionally remind me that she still had my eighth grade picture. i always thought we should have gotten together. but even since we haven’t, i’ll always be there for her if she needs me.”
sometime in '00 or '01, i don't remember the exact date.
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