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I hate the fact that every thing chages...
I woke up to find things different...
The simplest things change...
Gas is $1.59 today and by tomorrow its already $1.72...
But that I guess that really doesn't matter...
It’s the big things...
I think about the way my life was two years ago...
Shit try 4 months...
I think about all of that...
And I cry...
I think about the choices I made...
I wonder...
Could it be different...
See in my life I know...
With every choice I have a consequence...
In every life...
Things could be different...
We all start at birth...
Every choice from that day on...
Will affect our future...
I hate it...
I think that is the worst thing in the world...
Well most times...
I hate to think about how my life will be in 10,20,50 years...
What will become of me by then...
I am 18 years old...
I am already sad...
I already hate the way life is...
What will change...
Probably nothing...




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On Tuesday January 4th, 2005, sIo (892) writes:
hope holds us to the happy thoughts. things will be better someday, i know i they well.


On Tuesday January 4th, 2005, The Crimson Queen (1245) writes:
all too true. nice work



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