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I looked through my hundreds of files of photos. I found this one. My old roommate Melissa made this for me for my 21st birthday. It was the best present ever and tasted great. My friends later threw me a birthday party with dancing and awesomely bad rap music.
I kinda miss those friends. Sure I still talk to them and see them often. But I hide who I really am from them. I’m so different now. I am ever changing into a person that I can tolerate to be when I wake up in the morning. But sometimes I wish I could go back to those days. Those people never hurt me or treated me badly. I miss them terribly but I know I could never go back to who I was then.