we live. and then we leave.
we are part of someone else's scenery.
you make friends and then they disappoint you.
and then you make new friends.
home, has never been so saddening to return to.
we are part of someone else's scenery.
you make friends and then they disappoint you.
and then you make new friends.
home, has never been so saddening to return to.
Yuck. I relate totally and I really wish I didn't
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