Then I felt a great need to
And this pile of unartfully dried flowers.
And then I found this and smiled really hard remembering the time my friend gave me a birthday present wrapped in all the college brochures and pamphlets he'd been sent. For those of you who can't read Chinese, it says "Comrade, happy birthday."
And then I started digging through my two boxes of stuff I keep, and after sifting through an inexplicably huge pile of dried rose petals and leaves and prom pictures of people I don't recognize, I came across this, and I wonder when we stopped talking, and if it was my fault, and why she made this for me after we stopped talking.
And then I came across this and wondered who the hell Jason was.
And then I remembered and decided to throw it away.
And then I came across this and smiled because we were still talking then.
And then I came across this.
And remembered sitting next to number 17 during UCLA auditions/interviews.
And then I came across this.
And remembered Tony and our epic APUSH project which was way better than Chris Cheung's!
And I came across this and laughed because I haven't seen him in over a year but I bet he hasn't changed at all.
And I came across this napkin.
And threw it away because no, you damn well didn't expect a letter.
I kept this napkin, though.
I passed a note to Sunshine at the dinner table but she didn't have a writing utensil to send it back with a message. Victoria or Alice drew the heart and sent it back to me.
And I came across this and wondered what I did to have friends like this.
And this.
And this.
And this.
And a mother like this.
Purging: Done.
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