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high school

by rselisabeth

they say these are the best four years of my life and i never believed it for a second with only weeks left i finally understand the amazing experiences i’ve had and the connections i’ve made and lost i’ll never get anywhere else these times pass through my head like a well made song that is able to bring you to tears with only a few notes memories that i can never recreate or fabricate for once in my high school career i’m thinking i might actually miss this getting up at the crack of dawn riding a bus through a foggy autumn morning to go to classes that i hated but that i now want to repeat with this ending i’m actually growing up now
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rselisabeth
23 / F
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Written by
rselisabeth
23 / F
Published
May 8, 2019
Time
1m
Tags
#highschool#graduation#senioryear#senior#nostalgia
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