PsychoDsk
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Excuse the rant but I have to get ts off my chest.
This song played in the store today and it flooded me with so many memories. It was practically my favorite song in all of highschool.
I miss that carefree feeling. Life was so incredibly simple, even tho in the moment all I wanted was to be a grown-up with structure and order.
Don’t get me wrong, life now is nothing short of amazing but those times were something else man.
Riding our bikes around town stoned out of our minds day in day out. Moving from one park to the other with the sunlight on our skins with 0 worries. The only worry we had was mom finding our precious white widow buds. I could have 5 cysts on my cheek and not spend a single second worrying about them, could never happen again.
High school was the best time of my life, I used to show up in class on the brink of insanity with my teachers being used to it and simple asking ‘again?’ They even kept my books in their bags so I wouldn’t have to carry them with me JFL.
I miss that group of people
I miss the bike rides with the sunset in the background.
The deep talks.
The music that hits different.
The extreme moodswings.
The paranoid highs, the uncontrollable laughter highs.
The bitches we charged 60$/g for
The friends I made along the way
The relationships that COULD have been but never were
The dog food we got when we ordered shrooms (fuck you paulo or wtv ur name was btw)
It was all so so fun and I took it for granted in the moment.
It had gotten to the point we developed a routine, get blasted at breaks, go to class, laugh, schools over, get blasted, bike to our ice cream shop, smoke more, go stare at the lake in our park, smoke more, deep talks, go home and repeat the next day
Life was just that simple
No responsibility, no guilt, no shame, no fear
In the end it turned out toxic as everything always does but man those 3 years were everything to me.
I enjoyed every second of it, every park we visited, every high we had, every friend we met, every foid I gaslighted, every shop we ate at, every teacher that still loved me all things considered. It was simply put, wonderful
I couldn’t even begin to express how it was.
Imagine riding your bike at 9PM on a summer evening. The sun’s just going down, it’s t-shirt hot, the sky’s slightly purple and pink, u have a bike ride of 20 mins ahead of u with your favorite music playing in your ears. You’re so calm and clear-headed that even falling off your bike would be funny.
THAT’s how it all felt, just beautiful.
I’m so grateful for those times, ofcourse it wasn’t all good. Getting busted, getting beat up by a group of 10, getting ur shit almost stabbed, re-doing your year and whatnot isn’t fun but the good times wouldn’t even be half as good if it wasn’t for the bad.
Now life is still wonderful, all things considered. Priorities changed and responsibilities kicked in. The structure and order I once wanted has kicked in. But now all I can think of is that carefree feeling.
I have a girl to take care of, I’m in the process of moving, living with a 30% tax rate, family problems, getting scared when eating a waffle for stubborn acne jfl. But generally life is good.
Perhaps tomorrow I might forget about those times and just be an npc again with no nostalgia. Life is just life
Growing up changes you, it’s not freeing. It’s calmer, it’s faster and it’s less chaotic.
Nostalgia will be the death of you when you’re grown up but it will also make u realise life really was worth living. You never know what might happen tomorrow, if everything would be done within the blink of an eye. Would u cherish your experiences or would you have wanted more
This song played in the store today and it flooded me with so many memories. It was practically my favorite song in all of highschool.
I miss that carefree feeling. Life was so incredibly simple, even tho in the moment all I wanted was to be a grown-up with structure and order.
Don’t get me wrong, life now is nothing short of amazing but those times were something else man.
Riding our bikes around town stoned out of our minds day in day out. Moving from one park to the other with the sunlight on our skins with 0 worries. The only worry we had was mom finding our precious white widow buds. I could have 5 cysts on my cheek and not spend a single second worrying about them, could never happen again.
High school was the best time of my life, I used to show up in class on the brink of insanity with my teachers being used to it and simple asking ‘again?’ They even kept my books in their bags so I wouldn’t have to carry them with me JFL.
I miss that group of people
I miss the bike rides with the sunset in the background.
The deep talks.
The music that hits different.
The extreme moodswings.
The paranoid highs, the uncontrollable laughter highs.
The bitches we charged 60$/g for
The friends I made along the way
The relationships that COULD have been but never were
The dog food we got when we ordered shrooms (fuck you paulo or wtv ur name was btw)
It was all so so fun and I took it for granted in the moment.
It had gotten to the point we developed a routine, get blasted at breaks, go to class, laugh, schools over, get blasted, bike to our ice cream shop, smoke more, go stare at the lake in our park, smoke more, deep talks, go home and repeat the next day
Life was just that simple
No responsibility, no guilt, no shame, no fear
In the end it turned out toxic as everything always does but man those 3 years were everything to me.
I enjoyed every second of it, every park we visited, every high we had, every friend we met, every foid I gaslighted, every shop we ate at, every teacher that still loved me all things considered. It was simply put, wonderful
I couldn’t even begin to express how it was.
Imagine riding your bike at 9PM on a summer evening. The sun’s just going down, it’s t-shirt hot, the sky’s slightly purple and pink, u have a bike ride of 20 mins ahead of u with your favorite music playing in your ears. You’re so calm and clear-headed that even falling off your bike would be funny.
THAT’s how it all felt, just beautiful.
I’m so grateful for those times, ofcourse it wasn’t all good. Getting busted, getting beat up by a group of 10, getting ur shit almost stabbed, re-doing your year and whatnot isn’t fun but the good times wouldn’t even be half as good if it wasn’t for the bad.
Now life is still wonderful, all things considered. Priorities changed and responsibilities kicked in. The structure and order I once wanted has kicked in. But now all I can think of is that carefree feeling.
I have a girl to take care of, I’m in the process of moving, living with a 30% tax rate, family problems, getting scared when eating a waffle for stubborn acne jfl. But generally life is good.
Perhaps tomorrow I might forget about those times and just be an npc again with no nostalgia. Life is just life
Growing up changes you, it’s not freeing. It’s calmer, it’s faster and it’s less chaotic.
Nostalgia will be the death of you when you’re grown up but it will also make u realise life really was worth living. You never know what might happen tomorrow, if everything would be done within the blink of an eye. Would u cherish your experiences or would you have wanted more
