When I say that the class of 2020 is the future, I mean it. I mean it in the least cliché way possible, because it is us who has seen the best and worst of one another, and it will be us who courageously leads society into the new frontier.
When I do look up to the stars, I wonder if you’re looking up with me.
I feel like you are sometimes. I think we always know if we’re thinking of one another.
I’m 21 going on 22, and I believe that the best remedy to ail the realization that you’re nowhere near where you thought you’d be is through a carefully crafted playlist.
If we live in a world in which my brother exists, then not all men can be assholes.
Admittedly, I definitely had this coming. Karma was long due.
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What else could we pumpkin spice? Why not push the boundaries of this cherished scent/flavor?
Although I am grateful for the opportunity to have been, for the time being, a productive member of society, I feel that I have gone as far as I can go in my career and I hope to move on to a place where I have more room to grow and where my skill set can be further utilized. Like my parents’ basement.
Cardio: Run from the truth.
You might be failing but I’m not doing anything. Not sure which is actually worse.