good ole days

August 31, 2010
We fuck & fight
causing trouble...staying out all night

teen angst, punk rock
we all raise our glass and take a shot

Sleeping in a field, under the stars wishing we can go places very far.

Reminisce about the good-ole-days cooties and dress-up was our "cute phase"

It's "now or never", it's "do or die".. beefed up over the years.. and learned not to cry.

When Highschool is over, then we all go away. We will one day sit in our cubicle and remember the "good-ole-days"

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