I play the numbers game, to convince myself that life has just begun. |
I play the numbers game, to convince myself that life has just begun. |
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![]() Home is where your rump rests! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Staff Alumni Posts: 4,235 Joined: Aug 2006 Member No: 451,969 ![]() |
When I was younger, I always wondered when I'd really start living. It was constantly changing. When I got my first crush. When I got to middle school. When I got to high school. My first loss. Now I'm thinking that I might really start when I get my license.
I know that sounds ridiculously dumb, to think that 'real life' would start so late, but I guess I've always looked for a sign, some huge signal that says "REAL LIFE STARTS HERE." I always think that when I get older, I'll look back and say "There, at that very moment, that's when I started really living." |
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![]() Bay Area YadadaDiiiig. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Official Member Posts: 4,249 Joined: Feb 2005 Member No: 103,202 ![]() |
I wonder that too. I think for me, it'll be when I leave this house.
I want to feel life sweeping through my body (= |
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