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Grateful4you · M
In High School, the drama and art students were the self- appointed outcasts. We fancied ourselves as part of the hippy generation wearing black tee shirts, black jeans and a perpetual frown to prove we were of a different cut, superior and smug. It was really ridiculous looking back, but I guess it's a typical youthful desire to be recognized as unique.
