being home is like a time warp. What? I'm 16? Cool I guess? My city holds so much more of me than this place ever did and I just feel damn lost here. Maybe I've been seeing someone who pushes my boundaries in new and awesome ways, but this feels like backsliding, like losing the treads on my big clunky boots and falling backwards into a water
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