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remember when u were a lil kid and u'd go to the store w/ your mom. u'd be broke naturally and never really cared for anything in the store until u reached the gumball machine. they'd have the gum machine, and then the one next to it was this jewelry one. it was a whompin 50 cents and u kno at that point in life when ur 3 or 4 thats a lot of money, if u even KNEW what money was. u always fantasized with getting that one lil shiny watch. it was the one different thing in there that just made u wanna waste your 50 cents, your cherished 50 cents, knowing that u maybe, just mayb could get that treasured item. you put your money in it, turned the dial, and unfortunately u ended up with a bracelet and on top of that disappointed. u still love that watch, but u knew and know damn well that u have no chance at it. but deep down u always held and hold hope that that one watch could and would be yours. u dont lose hope on that, yet, u pretty much give up thinking about it, u still want it, but its not an obsession, just a curiosity of how it feels and what its made of. u still cherish it, but dont really look for it. instead u end up always settling for the bracelet or plastic ring knowing that that watch may not even really exist in that machine and that the watch is probably to good for u anyways cuz u might not be adequate to take care of it, or worse, u could break it, and you realize that the odds of u ever getting that watch, r slim to none. however, u move on, and just make ur self satisfied with the bracelet, and although, granted, the watch is still, and will forever always be embedded in your mind, you teach yourself how to be happy with the bracelet because the bracelet is all u can afford to get, because all u have r 50 cents, which r good for one turn of the dial.