When being young starts getting old
A new place saves face or so I’m told
Be the new kid, on an old block
A chalk outline on a playground blacktop
I’m just a moment, so don’t let me pass you by
We could be a story in the morning, but we’ll be a legend tonight
themusingsofaboy asked: I swear to god. If you keep posting Breaking Bad spoilers, I'm going to have to kill you. For realsies.
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