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i've grown up so much. i feel like all my dreams have been abandoned and left behind for sitting in a shitty apartment with no food chain smoking watching decent movies bitching about being unemployed and how much money i have to get drunk. not that i'm knocking this lifestyle because for a 17 year old its really not bad but to see my camera negelected on its shelf covered in dust while i rush out to do nothing... thats seems ridiculus. i supposse i will just have to bring my dreams with me deep inside my cloth bags as i step out to do nothing.