Y’all ever catch yourself lookin out over the horizon, thinking about life?
One day you’re young, rippin cigs, slamming shots of everclear, trynna cop a feel.
Then, you’ve picked up some mileage. You don’t bother counting the gray hairs (if you even have any left).
You look out over the city.
Life is good, as good as it can be, all things considered
You’r…
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