anniversary
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Holy. Shit. I graduated from high school twenty years ago. Somehow. I mean, I get how time works. But I suppose since I didn’t really know what to do with myself after I turned 30 – never expected to get past that point, I guess – my confusion with what this actually means shouldn’t surprise
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So this is how it feels,To breathe in the summer air,To feel the sand between my toes,And love inside my ear. All those things you taught me to fear,I’ve got them in my garden now, andYou’re not welcome here.
a little more juju 