Back then, as soon as I stopped breathing, I started wondering if life would always be like this. This hectic, this irrational.
When I eventually figured that it wasn't, that times did change, I was relieved.
That there was more peace to come.
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I just figured that all of it was merely part of growing up.
A phase that had to happen.
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When you're younger you can just experience these different kinds of stories every day without feeling drained or exhausted. They shape you as a person and they define who you become.
They might be overwhelming in the moment but are so little in retrospect.
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Everything had become monochrome.
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Maybe I just grew up to be a really sad and bitter person.
But who would mind that?
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Life is what you make of it and I'm just slightly less alive than average.
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You move out of town and become one in a million.
Still searching for goals that you kept around since you were sixteen years old.
Still missing what you lost then, but it's so insignificant.
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You don't really matter, do you?
Just go to sleep because being awake isn't worth it.
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What do the stars feel when they look at Us?
Teen FictionBen starts to care. About you. About people. About his girlfriend. About feelings and being a person. Growing up. But it's difficult. Seemingly, especially, for him. And he's failing. Miserably. So he's starting to look for answers in the stars. Mos...
