Lungs

Lungs

StarryeyedMikey
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"These are our years when we're supposed to be able to start doing things, forming the type of person we're gonna be." "Please, if this is what I become. Tell everyone I'm sorry." No one is the same. We are all different, completely unique. So it is understandable we act differently in different situations. They started off so nice, so innocent, but the harshness of reality hit them like a ton of bricks. It changed them. Three friends, best friends. They were closer, than close but when forced into an awkward party they begin to form their new selves. The beginning of learning how important it was to have a reputation and how important it is to uphold it. They had each other's back and they most certainly were going to face hell together.
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