33 fucking years of existence!!!
I still remember myself like it’s yesterday just a kid going to school alone scared, playing football happy, doing homework in deadline stressed, getting into fights and troubles, stressing out over final school grades…and then suddenly I’m fucking 33 in an eye blink, with ton’s of crazy stories to tell that happened in between…tons of ups and downs that weighted heavily on the soul and on the mind back at the time and that just feel now like it never mattered…never happened…life is crazy and confuses me…at some point you feel young and eternal and then without warning you realize you’re getting old and finite and that you’re imminently gonna disappear…Honestly, I ’ve never was able to accept disappearing…idk if it’s my ego or if it’s something else but one thing I’m sure about in my existence is that I want to be remembered…Forever!