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Successful Old Friend

inadvertently rubbing it in your face that s/he has turned out to be something that you didn’t, not that the two of you had the same thing in mind when you were both younger, but the fact remains that there’s the kind of person who hides with age, buried in regret & constantly stuck in reliving the past with nothing but memories to haunt & the kind of person who has accomplished something that they set out to in the very beginning & with that, they feel like they need to tell the world, like they need to update those with whom they grew up, as if no one else has changed at all, as if everyone was rooting for them the whole time & their dinky little small town was nestled round the boob tube waiting years for their face to appear on prime time. this kind of person is most certainly hard to deal with, because they have fallen out of reality & walk with a different crowd now, but in a genuine attempt to “stay with their roots,” they try to communicate with those whose lives stopped whilst theirs continued to move forward--- it just doesn’t work.

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