So, high school was a weird time. I'm sure it was for everyone, for their own different reasons. I went through my "goth" phase as people like to remember, though that's not what I felt about it. I didn't think I was being goth per se, I just really wished to be avoided and I I wanted my hair black. I didn't wear pasty make-up or anything, though The Sister likes to call that time period my Draco Noir phase, which is a reference to Raising Hope. But, I digress. I've come across someone partially from my past recently and they weren't someone that I ever thought I'd even be on speaking terms. So it's weird. But, let's not start here, let's start in the past. Picture it... Podunkville, Mississippi... 1996.
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