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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
we're like a rubber band.
we each stretch and contract with each decision we make. we come back together as a class no matter what. but graduation will make the band snap. when we all reach out too far and further still in our own direction and future. once a rubber band snaps, it can't be mended. or put back together. but that doesn't mean that we will forget everyone, does it? even rubber bands contain the same substance--rubber in their case. memories of each other in ours. crap. dang. i hate graduation. sandra |
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