I'm 19.
It feels different this year, never would I expect this to come.
Everything seems destined.
I'm happy for those who still cared. I want to be cared.
Goodnight. I have to get my sleep after these crazy night outs. Gosh.
I love my peeps so much, and happy days end too fast.
How is it to love like this?
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