Words from MySpace - Misfits

So I looked at them and couldn't believe my eyes. 2 old classmates from 16 years ago.
I was surpricingly happy to see them.

School was hellish, for all of us - a bunch of misfits stuck in the evil world we had made for ourselfs. No one felt safe. I didn't even know that was an possibility.
Yes, we were evil, but only in efforts to pretect our prechious selfs. I can see that now. But back then, I just wanted to get out of there. Cause it was like if you had to eat something really bad. You close your eyes, hold your breath and try to swallow as fast as you can.

I don't miss my youth.
Now I had a great time now with those old classmates. We talked about football and but ice in our panties in a kind of jack-ass-like contest.
We also talked about our mutual experience of those days. And althoug both they and I have overcome those days by now, it was very therapytical and resaurectional. I felt great afterwards.