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i'm not what people think i am. i'm not a confident man who thinks he is better than everyone else. i'm a scared boy who is petrified of college and has no idea what to think. it's the boy in me that chose keene, the little state school with 2500 kids over florida state, with all 38,000 new and exciting people to meet. it's the boy that wishes, prays, that he could go back to elementary school and just stay there forever. the boy is the one who sees exactly what he needs right in front of him, but always chooses door number 2. luckily the man in me is starting to come out. i'm not gonna let myself just get walked all over by people. when i know something isn't right, i'm going to say something about it, the hell with what other people think. and i have her, and she makes me really happy. she makes me feel like a happier person and i cant think of much else to look for in a person. if a girl can make me happy, then why couldnt that work...so here's to change, here's to conformity, and here's to the unknown. 22 days until i walk on stage, get that diploma, and face the music. until then, life's going to fly, and i'm gonna try to slow it all down
come back from texas!...
"beautified
they're hidden underneath a heavy disguise
we idolize these fraudulent images
and ignore all that was once considered original"-With Broken Wings "under disguise"
come back from texas!...
"beautified
they're hidden underneath a heavy disguise
we idolize these fraudulent images
and ignore all that was once considered original"-With Broken Wings "under disguise"