So I'm 28 years of age.
I was born exactly 28 years ago and what strikes me as the most astonishing of accomplishments is that:
One, I didn't get to be the rock star I thought I would eventually become and
Two, I didn't get to die during my 27th year of existence at the prime of my game...
Living is a weird thing, it takes so much time to get it and then it takes even more time to let it go. By the time you're gone, you forgot you cared but by the time you've realized you care, you find you care so much, it hurts to show...
I guess that's all I have to say about me, really. You see, I deal with myself constantly and to be honest, I'm just as fun as staring at brick walls when all you care for is the ocean.
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angles of alice (horrible, I know)
