I try to run from it, but it always manages to catch up with me. No matter if I go willingly or if my parents have to drag me out of the house by my gross split ends, it's coming.
It's inevitable. I can't hide from the inevitable.
Every time I turn around, change has gotten closer than the last time I saw it. It keeps trying to be my friend, but let's get real. That's not ever going to happen.
Change will never be my friend...
Unless it's bringing you along with it.
Watch out.
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