One day you and your friends will grow up...

And you'll slowly get more distant away, and then the time comes when it'll be your last time talking to them, you don't know when, it just does.

You'll work, get a house, wife, then kids, and then one day your kids will look at some of the pictures you took on your phone and they will ask "daddy who's this?" and then all the memories of them come flooding back to you, and you smile and say "a friend of mine" and your child will ask "what happened?"

Then you'll forever think about what happened and where they are, who they are now matter of fact and you will never know until you grow, but that's a reason why I don't want to grow.

I have the fear that something like that will happen to me.

Someone fucked me up when I was younger, thinking it wasn't okay to stay me and be liked.

So I just stopped.

This isn't how I act, I don't normally curse, I don't normally yell at people, I'm just there, I'm just scarred, I could say one wrong thing and they could just never talk to me again.

So if that day ever comes soon, I just wanted to say thank you for joining the show.