I can still remember that night like it was yesterday. We sat out on that deck until the sun broke and found out that we weren't alone with the shit we held inside. Those were the days when friends were the ones kept me alive. Stick together just a bunch of fucked up kids. From day one brought together to go down together. Stick together watch this life tear us apart destroying ourselves was the only was we knew to survive. And I will never forget that night when I made my first real friends. The words we spoke echoes in every corner of my life. And I know we didn't choose each other we just had no where else to fit. But shit gets complicated and no matter how hard we tried we couldn't hang on as life wore us down. And from that night on I watched it all disintegrate. In a desperate need to escape ourselves we fucking threw it all way. It makes me so sick to know that not a single stran of what we had is left between us. And I would like to be there for all of them but I'm not the only one who got out. And I refuse to stand by and watch them slowly die
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