DEAR JANUARY 26TH
YOU CAN GO SUCK DONKEY BALLS.
…………ps. Happy Un-versary to me!
…………………p.s.s me then: (weekend before)
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……..me now: (Sept, 2011)
DEAR JANUARY 26TH
YOU CAN GO SUCK DONKEY BALLS.
…………ps. Happy Un-versary to me!
…………………p.s.s me then: (weekend before)
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……..me now: (Sept, 2011)
Cheers to you, Sam! Here’s to new chapters…you’re writing a story that is all your own. You look great too 🙂 ❤
Thanks Lisa!!!!!!!
Better with age, there’s no doubt about it (and that’s saying a lot). Though if I may speak candidly, “this inability to cope with the fact that [you’re] 25” is dangerously myopic and dangerously misconceived: Age 25 is, by any legitimate standard imaginable, not only young but quite young, and how many such young people have I known who’ve genuinely wasted a good portion of their youths merely by not realizing that, in fact, they ARE in their youth. Don’t let it happen, peanut.
There will be time, there will be time.
I like that you call me peanut. In fact, it put a rather young, childlike smile on my face.
I think I’m relishing in the fact that I’m 25, acting like I’m 21 and without any resolve about it.
Thank you, though, because you’re right – there will be time…always.