This is where my dreams come to die.
I whine too much.
*presses the Like button*
It's like, boundaries are set up in your mind. Compartments. That need to happen. Can SO relate to this.
it's like "end of an era"
A new beginning, or an end? ..Or are you jut moving on?
I believe this is called growing up... It sucks!
And all I want is a spotless mind
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