i fucking love the rain
"i found it interesting how you mentioned sitting on paths. i wrote a song about that thursday night and how many cigarettes were smoked and how much time was passed thinking it was some final stand—like Real Life was finally showing up to knock on those huge doors and remind us that it couldn’t last forever. (high school couldn’t last forever). and i think you’re realizing that now. maybe we all are. but when you don’t have the company to distract you from realizing the inevitable, everything seems harsher, you know?"
Always good to read that. Life gets faster. And it's short. And there's nothing you can do but you can't beat it, so have fun.
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