Stand stills starting to feel prolonged I can't seem to figure it out: feel like I'm chasing my youth instead of living it.
Crazy how manufactured society is conditioning us to believe if we don't have it all by now we've failed. As if degrees, are suppose to compensate for the years of mental turmoil.
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Growing Pains
PoetryA raw and uncomfortably honest reflection on what adulting is really like, from the perspective of a naive 20 something year old.
