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Everyone knows that the teenage years are a time ofprofound emotion. The moody, exuberant, passionate,lethargic teen is a figure that has a special place in the hall of fame of clichés__nd for good reason. It__ all true. When we ourselves are teenagers, we are living life as it comes. There is no point in reflection. We are so inexperienced, there is very little to reflect on. If we fail a big test, we just move on. We win an award and we smile and say thank you. We fall in love and it__ a thrill. We get our hearts broken and we suffer.And we feel all of these highs and lows in our absolute core; it feels as if it__ never happened to anyone else because it__ never happened to us before. Only later can we look back in the comfort that perspective brings.
Rob Lowe Stories I Only Tell My Friends
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Everyone knows that the teenage years are a time ofprofound emotion. The moody, exuberant, passionate,lethargic teen is a figure that has a special place in the hall of fame of clichés__nd for good reason. It__ all true. When we ourselves are teenagers, we are living life as it comes. There is no point in reflection. We are so inexperienced, there is very little to reflect on. If we fail a big test, we just move on. We win an award and we smile and say thank you. We fall in love and it__ a thrill. We get our hearts broken and we suffer.And we feel all of these highs and lows in our absolute core; it feels as if it__ never happened to anyone else because it__ never happened to us before. Only later can we look back in the comfort that perspective brings.
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Stories I Only Tell My Friends

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