Friday, September 30, 2011

There is no comfort to a young mind in an old body

I'm getting older. I don't look older, I don't feel older. I don't think I would choose to act older.

But I can tell I'm getting older because of the way the people around me act. It's the reason why no one wants to go out with me anymore. They're all too old. They've all settled into something older. So I must be getting older. But I don't have anything to settle into. I'm so alone.

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