Good-bye, Mr. Spock

Rest in peace, Mr. Nimoy

Hello, there! Allow me to introduce myself. I’m a weirdo. You may recognize me as the quiet girl from school who always knew how to answer the teacher’s questions but never knew how to talk to other kids; or the strange kid on the bus that was reading actual, not assigned books instead of talking and laughing with everyone else like she was supposed to. Yup, that’s me. Some people thought I was elitist and didn’t talk because all you plebeians were beneath me. Some people thought I was a dweeb and therefore unworthy. Whatever they thought, very few made the effort.

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