Keep crawing the line until it snaps. Because everything, eventually, will come to an end. How beautiful or ugly it is entirely depends on how and when you choose to grow up.
I jog by your house on my new jogging route. you should come and we could race....untill I get in my car and leave you in the dust. buwahahaha ha ha h a aa aaaaa. or something.
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