Friday 5 November 2010

FROTFLOLW


 There's no point denying it, I would kill for that jumper

I dont understand young people speak anymore. This makes me Old. I am genuinely Old. I own a car. Oh my God I am so old. You know I really don't mind, people talk about the apathy of youth, but the apathy of mid-youth is way more pronounced. Not so much in terms of politics, war, music, cinema, literature, any of that stuff, but I just don't give a shit about what people think of me anymore, and it is the most liberating feeling.  

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