Lately Ive bumped into a couple of old friends now and again, and they have one thing in common, they all complain how shit it is now, and how they miss the old times. Personally I say FUCK the old times, I feel like the old times were a mask to compensate todays truth about who we all are "me and my friends". Yes we did have fun, but if we sit at home and complain about how boring it is, then it doesn't help doing nothing about it, thats why I try to go out and do things with whoever wants to join me.
Either today its all a lie, or yesterday was a dream.
Also "change of subject", What was she fucking thinking last night?!?! seriously she needs help...
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