This life gets scary as it goes on, I'm at ma early 30s and I still have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. Hundreds of things I thought I'd outgrow,
I'm still figuring out what this life really means, I'm the same person I was at seventeen yet my worry gets older,
anxiously looking over my shoulder
concerned with "What inspires me to get out of bed every day?? My bladder mostly"

Life happens in waves and the waves happen mysteriously, you can go from being strangers, to being friends, to being more than friends, to being practically strangers again.

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