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Jul 16, 2008 23:22

A kid grows up, and the first things they remember is their family, a place to call home and then their friends. They'd remember going to school, making friends, occasionally getting into trouble with their parents. None of it really ever stops.

Once you get older, you take on more responsibility. But things still stay somewhat similar. Your friends might become something you think more about than your parents- but you know they're always there. And the home you have is always there when you need to go back.

I don't really know what I'm getting at.

Dear Journal,

Today my heart hurts a bit.

me, life

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