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if last summer was a (rum-soaked) ode to our youth, this summer has very much been about growing up, and growing away from those we once held dear.

i'm excited to see what's on the horizon. after years of holding on and looking back, i've realized that i need real, live friends, and not ghosts.

10:46 p.m. - 2013-08-02

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