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I told Andrea in a text earlier this month that my theme for this year was "where the fuck was I?" I mean I literally have no idea what I did or where I was. It's been hard and I feel harder times ahead. But what else is there? This is living, and I'd rather be living and feeling and hurting and experiencing, than not. Things will fall into place. I believe that.
"i'm still young right?
sometimes i wonder.
but i felt old when i was 19."
Matt, I couldn't have said it better myself.
"i'm still young right?
sometimes i wonder.
but i felt old when i was 19."
Matt, I couldn't have said it better myself.