• everyone's leaving. the old crowd is gone... soon, it'll be just me, myself and I here. sad. and I'm never here either... people move on. as we get older, we've gotten much more secretive, less trusting. more likely to turn and run, or turn and stab each other in the back. is this what being a teenager is all about?

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