1995
Description
Surrounded by familiar faces, the people that you love to see
Where everybody knows your name, and they're smiling
We may not be gettin' younger, our days might be slippin' away
Yeah we're still so fcking young, so we'll party like it's our last day
And for the first time, I feel less alone
And for the first time, I can call this home
It's our last time, to say goodnight
Don't say goodbye, 'cause in the morning we'll
we'll see you around
And we'll sing it again, same time tomorrow, yeah we'll all join in
We all have been degraded
We all have been the greatest
We all have been degraded
We all will be the greatest
(The Maine - We'll All Be...)
Four different personalities.
Four different backgrounds.
Four different point of views.
The only thing they have in common is that; they were all born in the same year:
1995
February 27, 1995
“It's fine.”
May 2, 1995
"I don't know, I guess I just did?"
July 5, 1995
"I don't know why I have to study my off everyday either, when in order
to enter the heaven you don't need to pass the entrance examination test
with a straight A's."
November 16, 1995
"I'm doing this for myself, not you, nor anyone else. Call me selfish,
but I won't regret anything."
Foreword
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Writing down another nonsense plot which just randomly popped between our daily convo. Well, being honest I'm quite struggling on this! We both work on this together sooo there's no such thing as co-author actually.
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