Friday, January 28, 2011

youth is dead

Everything must come to an end.  As if it happened in a second, I felt no youth in me. I was never carefree...nor was I easygoing.  It is almost unexplainable. As if the world laughed in my face, I lost my youth.  Nothing is ever easy but I'm choking on my own disgust for my body.  Trying to break away from excess that is constantly attached around my waist.  It is cold, I am drained, my youth is dead...

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