I am in the midst of packing up my room. For some reason I've kept ever single notebook of mine since freshman year. As well as the papers and articles that have been handed out to me. What a lot of stuff! So I threw it all away and its made me sad. I was so young and had so much hope. And now I'm old and disillusioned. Oh well...
I also came across all these old cards/letters and that made me sad. I came across some really funny shit. And of course, cause I'm a pack rat, I'm not throwing away any of these things.
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