━━ [ ☾ ] the nights we felt alive. || wip

[mr. benezedrine]

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'
your high school years are the years
when you find out who you are, have
crazy adventures, fall hopelessly in lo
ve with the kid next door, and just be
the crazy teen you will never get to
be again. high school is meant to be
fun, educational but fun. it's not unkn
own that the school year is stressful,
filled with sleepless nights and seem
ingly never ending classes; but the su
mmer is the highlight of everyone's ye
ars. it's always about where you have
been, what you've been up too. sadly
the summer is slowly coming to an
end, but for a group of childhood frie
nds, it means the start of their annu
al last foray of freedom. the last mon
th of summer vacation is spent on the
sunny beaches of california instead of
in the warm forests of maine. this ye
ar is different; it's going to be the la
st year before they go off to collage.
the group would rather not worry ab
out never seeing each other again, in
stead they will focus on the fun.
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