You've been out partying like an irresponsible and naive 21 year old school boy. You don't know what's been going on you pretend like you know. Every morning I wake up to messages saying "bye I've left to go out with blah blah blah." I feel like you're the child and I'm the parent. Why do you choose now to be the grown up?
I don't want to have to attend a funeral in December.
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