Life gives me what I need.. but it seems like never what I want. I am sitting here, by myself , surrounded by people feeling lonely. But wishing I was younger. Just too reserved, too much a COD to most, looking for the wrong type, and going home to be lonely.. life is what it is.. is it too late to grow down? Being a grown up is not what it was supposed to be. Least not what I wanted it to be... I guess I have to give in to be a middle aged loser.. life is what it is.. someone get me a beer.
R
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