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i don't know what happened.
i'm almost 25, and sometimes i have a hard time understanding how i got to where i am.
it flew by, and i feel like i made all the wrong choices. well not all wrong choices, but a lot of wrong ones.
and sometimes i wish i could take it all back, maybe i'd be somewhere different.
if only i'd learned how to fight for what i want. maybe i wouldn't be here, 25 and lonely.
And all I have to look forward to is baseball season.
i'm almost 25, and sometimes i have a hard time understanding how i got to where i am.
it flew by, and i feel like i made all the wrong choices. well not all wrong choices, but a lot of wrong ones.
and sometimes i wish i could take it all back, maybe i'd be somewhere different.
if only i'd learned how to fight for what i want. maybe i wouldn't be here, 25 and lonely.
And all I have to look forward to is baseball season.