Took this shot. Hit this bowl. Weren't such a tease. Lived a little. Stopped caring about what other girls think of you. ****** me. Were a stoner. Embraced your "ratchet-ness". Stopped acting so emotional. Stopped over-reacting. Stopped Being Who You Are.
You might not have said that last one out-loud... But you might as well have.
Sometimes the people that are closest to us, are the ones the end up hurting us the most.