Sunday, January 12, 2014


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I miss all of it. Cheering, clubbing, skipping classes all the time, smoking as if cigs were free and lungs didn't die, getting drunk as shit during parties or chill out sessions, hanging out with a super huge clique and behaving as if we own the damn place wherever we go. I miss reading when I was supposed to be studying, I miss exploring the city for little hipster cafes and I miss being a rebellious teenager. Now I'm all miss goody two shoes and my life is nothing but a boring chapter in a book. What if the rest of the chapters are just as mundane? I thought the year people turn 21 is the year that they have the most fun. Mine is turning out to be the exact opposite of what I have always imagined...