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what does it mean to behave appropriately,
to act your age?
we are being scrutinized every time we step
out of the house.
do we allow them to get under our skin or
do we grow a brain and let bygones be bygones.
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friends.
where the hell do i start,
you can't live without them
but they are one of the most painful and
hardest thing to maintain.
you can pretend that you know a person for a very long time,
but when things are the most complicated,
they are nothing more than a stranger.
that's when it hurts like hell.
what are some things "friends" fight over,
the first few things that came to my mind are,
girls,
clothes,
money,
jealousy,
girls and more girls.
i don't want to get into detail of the other things as
these already prove to be very stupid.
i must admit i am not a very good friend either,
i'm sure most of you agree on that,
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do we fix broken relationships,
or do we sit all day mulling over what could have been.
if we choose the logical one, is it worth it?
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music can really save souls,
it's saving mine.
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