At my High School Livejournal was popular, so much social pollution flooded the pages. This or that catty comment, this or that heartbreak expressed out loud, to the internet, to the school, to the heartbreaker.
I wish that back then we could have had a picture of life now. That's such an innocent saying, a common saying, a cliche. But, really, I look back and know if I could have worked a little harder at one thing in old life and ignored another thing in my old life things would be different. How different? It's scary.
But here I sit. Now. Knowing this is a passing feeling. Knowing I will be happy tomorrow. Knowing things will go on with rhythm of the real world.
Knowing.
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