It's been a few hours pass since I celebrated my 21st birthday.
Nothing really has changed. I'm sitting on the same floor I sat on when I was born. I trip over the same hedge where I tripped when I was learning to walk. The furniture hasn't changed since I was.. 8. The encyclopedia still bothers me. My mom is still getting up at 5. The fan is still making a lot of fucking noise.
I'm still in love with Jane.
And still hanging out with the same boys.
Nah.. 21's not a big deal.
But I wanna stop growing up.
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I am
.. who some would call a narcissist, and quite frankly, I can't object, because some probably is retarded. If ever an adjective can be used to describe me, it would be egoistic. I love my family, but I rarely show it. My group of friends in high school are unique. My Melbourne friends made me gamble and get involved with cars. Black Skyline '89 GTR. I've chased 7000kms for this girl named Jane, and that was back in 2006. I'm still crazy for that bitch, and she's my happy ending.
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