Notes
Growing up used to be a dream. Growing up was what we wanted. Growing up was falling in love and finding yourself. Crushed dreams, bills, being used, using, stress, and self-hate is what growing up is. Cigarettes and fingers scratching down your back become a new addiction. Nothing is just flowers and sunshine anymore, now it's clouds and dead hopes. Lonely roads and smoke. Growing up is where you learn to hate.....And we wanted this.
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