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I had never thought about the repercussions, you know? Living too fast. I'd always thought that it would be cool, like the stoner kids in high school that were always at 7-11 during fourth period. I spent my whole life waiting for someone to invite me in. And then someone did. All of a sudden, my life was a whirlwind of midnight city lights induced euphoria yelling from street corners and jumping from rooftops, just to see if we could make it. It was great and perfect for a while. I had friends in high places. I found my muse. I always had somewhere to be on a Friday night. I loved every second of it. But now I'm not so sure. It's as if I waited too long to pull myself out. All of a sudden, I can't remember what it was like to be boring; happy.
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Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 2:35 AM UTC
Reckless Young Things
I had never thought about the repercussions, you know? Living too fast. I'd always thought that it would be cool, like the stoner kids in high school that were always at 7-11 during fourth period. I spent my whole life waiting for someone to invite me in. And then someone did. All of a sudden, my life was a whirlwind of midnight city lights induced euphoria yelling from street corners and jumping from rooftops, just to see if we could make it. It was great and perfect for a while. I had friends in high places. I found my muse. I always had somewhere to be on a Friday night. I loved every second of it. But now I'm not so sure. It's as if I waited too long to pull myself out. All of a sudden, I can't remember what it was like to be boring; happy.
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24/F/American
Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 2:35 AM UTC
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