Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
It moved through me. It makes me want to
to grow up. Because sometimes, life's just too hard to cope up with. Unlike when we're kids, nothing to worry about. Not minding what's happening around you. About what's happening around the world.
But we can never go back. Just,
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