I'll tell you, but will you remember?
High school girl's genuine-ity seems about as existent as the boogie man. It is believed in by select people and from time to time, but mostly used as a joke. Three parties, thirty more facebook photos and I really wonder: who is my friend and who just poses with me for their picture count to increase on the Social Network. The questions pound in my head, desperate to be heard and answered. Are they worth my time? Do they care? Is it the wrong crowd? Will these friendships last?
I'm just ordinary girl wanting to make my voyage through high school as painless as possible. As I maneuver through the halls, I bump into you. You ask me my name and I say...
I'll tell you, but will you remember?
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