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i think the teen years are awesome. I dream about being a teenager again, and just creating complete and utter chaos. Growing up in a small town of southern baptists, chaos is easily achieved. Dont get me wrong, I ruffled and picked off plenty of feathers in my high school days. Hell, for some reason I was chosen to give the closing prayer at graduation...and im agnostic (with a catholic upbringing...i know, how cliche, right?), and made damn sure to incorporate catholic themes in my "prayer" to an audience full of protestant fuckers.
glasgow celtic to the day i die.
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