Here in this diary, I write you visions of my summer. It was the best I ever had. There were choruses and sing-alongs, and not a spoken feeling. I`m knowing that right now is all that matters. All the nights we stayed up talking and listening to 80`s songs; quoting lines from all those movies that we love. It still brings a smile to my face. I guess when it comes down to it...
Being grown up isn`t half as fun as growing up: These are the best days of our lives. The only thing that matters is just following your heart and eventually you`ll finally get it right.
Breaking into hotel swimming pools, and wreaking havoc on our world. Hanging out at truck stops just to pass the time. The black top`s singing me to sleep. Lighting fireworks in parking lots, illuminate the blackest nights. Cherry cokes under this moonlight summer sky. 2015 Riverside, it`s time to say, "goodbye." Get on the bus, it`s time to go.
Being grown up isn`t half as fun as growing up: These are the best days of our lives. The only thing that matters is just following your heart, and eventually you`ll finally get it right.
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