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laThis summer seems to be already over. It just started didn't it. I had a week off and then started to work. I have been working ever since and it feels like it. I mean hell, it's like I never stop. Even my vacation are stressful and short. So someone explain why it's August and Everything After and I'm looking at new jeans that I need and more school supplies. Someone explain that in a month I'm starting the last year of my four year college journey, and I feel like I'm just out the door. I don't know why my twenties feel so old, or why guys my age still haven't learned to grow up, or why girls just want orgasms and gifts and every bit of my life seems like no one is on the same page, even though they say they understand and the don't think they don't cause everyone thinks they know themselves and want to know the real them. The truth is we're never ourselves long enough to get to know ourselves. Makes it very hard to feel comfortable in the world. We just hope that not everything about us changes at one time, leaving us out of luck totally. We learn our new selves as quick as we learn our new friends. And today I'm not sure I like knowing everyone or everything or that should know or need to know or have to understand to be an adult, to graduate college, to live. I need to know that I don't need to know shit, just how to eat and drink and sleep and find a place to keep on doing it. So, what's the point. There is no fucking point, just do it. Just like Nike told you. JUST DO IT. Try to enjoy it. Women, don't fake your orgasms. Men, don't ignore fake orgasms for your own pleasure. Eat candy. Drink wine, or beer, or down vodka if it makes you happy. I don't know what you think, but I don't know if I care. I don't know you, or if I do, I do love you. If I don't, I'd like to. Because I have this life to do it. And I promise you this, I'll never fake my orgasms.