Real Life
This shit is real man
I have reached this point in time where real life is waiting for me
It has been waiting for me at the door ready to knock my ass down
And boy did it succeed
It is not a pleasant, happy, or exciting experiance
It is a harsh, brual, messy reality of what is to come
This shit hit me harder than a ton of bricks
But the best part is...I get to learn from it
I get to learn how to act in certain situations
I get to learn the value of a dollar
I get to learn who is really there for me
I get to learn which friends really have my back
I get to learn who to call family
I get to start to learn...what life is like
Real life is going to happen to everyone
The awesome thing is, is that it comes with free lessons
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