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What happened to you? You've changed so much. We hung out everyday last summer. But now you've found your new friends and they've brought put the worst in you. Will they make forst with you? Will they take artistic statements or cover your binder with dashboard photos? No. They won't. And you can barely hold a conversation with them. All you talk about is getting drunk and boys. We talked about that when we hung out, but they've brought out qualities that aren't the best. But you don't notice. And it's sad. Because I miss you, the old you. I don't like who you;ve become.