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Lord grant me the audacity. To again be a 23 year old marshmallow Partying every night at the campfire with a bunch of skewers. The audacity To feel outstanding With an underdeveloped frontal lobe Floating around in cherry bombs and Stroh’s To survive being invincible and brave and strong enough to make bold and terrible decisions And blessedly wake to another sunrise Never grateful to be alive. ******* ***** How does anyone survive their early 20s. Sheer audacity.
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Nov 1, 2021
Nov 1, 2021 at 11:15 PM UTC
The audacity
Lord grant me the audacity. To again be a 23 year old marshmallow Partying every night at the campfire with a bunch of skewers. The audacity To feel outstanding With an underdeveloped frontal lobe Floating around in cherry bombs and Stroh’s To survive being invincible and brave and strong enough to make bold and terrible decisions And blessedly wake to another sunrise Never grateful to be alive. ******* ***** How does anyone survive their early 20s. Sheer audacity.
Just reminiscing about being a ***** The marshmallow analogy makes me laugh. Early 20s were a blast and many many years later I truly can’t believe I made it through mostly unscathed.
elizabeth-kelly
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Nov 1, 2021
Nov 1, 2021 at 11:15 PM UTC
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