Sometimes, you feel stuck in a moment. And you can't get out of it.
And sometimes, that's the only way to describe what its like to be home.
Yesterday, I was at a party of friends from highschool. And although things are different, and we've all changed, when we were together, it was like nothing had changed.
Or maybe we just all still fit into the same shoes. I think these shoes are stuck in quicksand.
And sometimes, that's the only way to describe what its like to be home.
Yesterday, I was at a party of friends from highschool. And although things are different, and we've all changed, when we were together, it was like nothing had changed.
Or maybe we just all still fit into the same shoes. I think these shoes are stuck in quicksand.
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