sometimes i try to run away from the things that are the best for me. i forsake them in an effort to break free of my norm and be my own person. there is a certain group of boys that i have loved since day one of my collegiate career, and they call themselves the 2e boys. no matter where i wander off to, i somehow am always led right back to them. they are the biggest blessing i have ever experienced. they have been there for me in every way imaginable, and no matter how far i have strayed from them they will always be there for me when i come running back. they're my family. my boys. and could never be replaced in all of eternity.
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