it makes me realize that high school was nothing of how it should have been. (does that sentence even work? I swear I've gotten dumber without an English class.) no boyfriend. no real dances (aside from prom, but that's another story). prom wasn't AT ALL what it should have been. nobody asked me, I asked him. he didn't pick me up. no corsage, no group pictures. he didn't even pay for my dinner, nor did he wear a tux. it was fun at the time, but looking back, it was just dreadful. I was depressed for 2 years, starting junior year. I don't think even one single person liked me as more than a friend. no dates. no real high school parties. none of it was how it should've been.
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I just want them to believe in me. that's all. that would be nice. I can count on one hand, at least no more than two, how many people I feel comfortable talking about my dreams with. I wish I could count them in, but I can't.
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I love this kid, I really honestly do, but he just doesn't get it. nor do I think he ever will.
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Seattle? more than ever.
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woah
i feel the same way about my high school after watching HSM 3 today.
also i feel the same about the first two years of it.
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