Find Yourself

A new beginning; that's what we all find ourselves wanting at least once in our unsatisfying, insignificant lives. I found mine in Castle Rock, Oregon, more specifically on the summer of 1959 That summer was when I made something of myself. I discovered compassion. I found where I belonged. I loved my pals, my boys, more than I had ever witnessed physically possible. I created a story for my name. That small town of 1,280 people is more than just a place I've lived in, but it was my home.
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originally "Teenage Dirtbag" by @outsiderzimaginez //Instagram
(also on my Quotev account)