Growing up
So stressful, yes it is. Listening to parents complain. I think they try to keep me tame. The balance of being a social butterfly, to being a book worm is too difficult I say.. it's so absurd my friends think i'm a nerd. They say bettering your life is key.. But who says I shouldn't just flee?
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