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I'm an adult?

The funny thing is … I’m an adult now. Like, no one can tell me what to do. I totally shacked up with my girlfriend, and there she is, lying on the couch. We pretty much have sleepovers every night. And we’re talkin’ no chaperones, baby! But the troubling part is, as soon as you achieve this dreamworld, you start thinking like an adult. I wish I could feel rebellious and all, but with no one but myself in charge, there’s no one to rebel against. Of course I could rebel against myself, but I don’t actually believe schizophrenia to be a state of enlightenment.

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