Its crazy to think of how we once were, waking up late, taking the easy way out, knowing that we knew it all. I cant say I ever grew out of my want for those simple times. Now…now it is so complex for no reason. Friends don’t speak for months or years wile enemies spend all your quality time away. Weasel is a better word. These weasels slowly creep
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and yes, highs for all of us, stoney for the world.
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