Sunday, August 1, 2010
Now is that time when we realise that we are going through the same way that everybody goes.That we gonna get old and boring like our parents and our grandparents did, that we never gonna make something big, and be reminded for that.And someday we gonna get sick, and make everybody around us suffer and wait for us to die old and weak, and when we be there, on a hospital bed, with needles and catheters and pipes stuck into your vains we will realize that I'm seeing our future.Eaven if we get rich, or famous, or if we really achieve some big lifestory, it's gonna be the same, because we are humans. We are made in a moment of joy that's sex and we become a worry for all our parents life, a heavy, umbareble, irreversible machine of money/time waisting that end up with any possibility of being anything else but an angry parent.I don't wanna be like that. Can I stop growing up right now?
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