Two years ago, I wrote all about how I don't want to grow up, that I don't want to trade my insight for a good job and a comfortable daily life. Sophomore year, my journal entries were riddled with self-examination and doubt, constantly questioning everything around me. As I look back, I feel as if I've lost some of this already. Or, at the very
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Good luck to you too. Except, if you are who I think you are, you won't need luck.
Anyway, I'm glad there was someone that could relate.
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peace
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I'm adding you to my friends list, okay?
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