Laying in my bed last night, sitting in the car and then watching that movie, we were all depressed. We listened to sad songs and talked in quiet voices and sighed heavily and even cried at times. And i thought back to last year at this time. She was dating that one guy, he was dating that one girl and I wasn't dating anyone and we all felt like we had no lives. We always said it'd be better once we got our licenses and cars and everything. And now we do, and this is what we're like. And I realized how stupid it all is. Although we're all depressed for legitimate reasons, at least we have things going on now. We're finally somewhat independent. Now we can get in car accidents and stay at hotels without our parents and we can become smokers and fall in love and get fucked over and it all sucks yet it's great. We're living. We're actually living. I finally feel like something is happening to me and not just to everyone else. I finally feel something. It may not be exactly what I want to be feeling but it's something. And I could scream it's so great. Crying and laughing and driving and running and dancing and saying the dumbest thing you possibly could. It's all great. Things may not have turned out exactly like I'd wanted but when does anyone ever get it all? At least I have something.
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Amen.
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