If there’s anything I’d tell my younger, highschool self if I could go back decades it would be this…
One day, you’re going to be older, and you’re going to be flipping through yearbooks with your spouse (or kids), and I promise you’re not going to be saying…
“She wore designer clothes everyday.”
“He drove xyz car.”
“She was prom queen.”
Believe it or not, most of those memories start to become a blur.
…but you will never, ever forget how someone made you feel.
It’s funny what the mind hangs onto, and the older you get, you realize what really mattered… and what never did.
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