It's coming. I'm 36, as of last November, so 36.5. This is the time. The future isn't all bleak ; the 40's will be awesome, so long as I don't think about them ending. And they will. 50. 50! When it happens... to me (oh my GOD)... I'm just going to plan on wearing very expensive YSL suits and try to learn how to read again.
With three $100- bills as a book mark.
Don'tthinkaboutitDon'tthinkaboutitDon'tthinkaboutit... Buck up! Pull yourself together! Try to forget how to count as well. Go to the gym and shut up.
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