I miss talking to the people that I've lost contact with.
I miss laughing about pointless jokes that happened around the 'cool kids' table.
I miss tearing up every time I complained of having a hard time.
I miss being with friends.
I miss Michael Jackson.
I miss Farah Faucett.
I miss Subway.
I miss Starbucks.
I miss singing randomly.
I just miss...sophomore year.
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