Take one last walk through our halls of acceptance
Take one last walk through our halls of acceptance.
I remember everything about that first day. I was wearing a green shirt, skinny jeans and silver pointy flats. I had cried on the way to school out of nervousness, and sat by a boy named James at the welcoming assembly. I took the "just be friendly" advice my mom had given me just a little too fa.
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