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One of those really confusing moments after high school

Where you were friends with a girl - we were definitely friends who hung out and knew some personal stuff about each other and vented to each other and what not. We talked about relationships and what we wanted. She listened to me be upset about stuff and I was there for her when she broke it off with her boyfriend of three years. We talked about college and careers and part time jobs, family and stuff too.

And a couple months I thought about her so I sent her a cute “Hey lady! I thought about you today and missed you!” etc. message. 

That’s when I saw she had decided to delete me as a friend, and I still don’t know why. I don’t think I ever sent her anything or posted anything offensive, I really try to avoid doing that sort of stuff. I just post whatever I think is cute or funny and try to avoid religious/political/personal conflict.

So because I was just hoping that maybe she deleted her old account and created a new one, sent her a friend request. Seeing something that made me think of her today, I went to send her a message again and found that her page said I could add her as a friend. I could be reading into it too much, but I think that means she denied my request (because I’m pretty sure that facebook doesn’t tell you when someone rejects those requests).

I don’t think I can send her a message because that could cause unnecessary drama, but I still want to know what happened.

Well, I guess that’s life.

tacosandtrumpets:

About three months before he passed away, 17-year-old Sam Berns gave this speech explaining his dislike for obstacles and his strategies for beating them. When he was 2 years old, Sam was diagnosed with the rare disease progeria, which causes rapid aging and various other side effects, none of which could prevent Sam from leading a happy life.
Sam was a percussionist in the Foxboro marching band, and he also talked about how the joys that music and his band friends brought him took his mind off of his progeria.

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