As most of you know, I love my memories of the past and seem to dwell there a lot. I thought about the time I re-met someone from highschool. We were at a big party and he told me when he walked down the stairs he spotted me and it was like seeing a beautiful flower. Of course I thought that was so sweet. Now Im not so sure. I know Im slow, but I just realized the dude really called me a wall flower.
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 18:57:01 +0000
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