in the end, we all die. what does it matter what college you go to, or what job you had. . .

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in the end, we all die. what does it matter what college you go to, or what job you had. . .
rule no. 4
gotta be looking pure, kiss him goodbye at the door and leave him wanting more
don't tell me what to do :)
So, I'm at the point in my life where i'm deciding what i want to do with my life. Yup. i'm still thinking, i've been ask this question since high school, well i still don't know, isn't there just a job where i can get paid to travel?
I swear, when I was little cockroaches did not fly. What the hell universe? Not cool.
Happiness?
So I think it really comes down to the fact that in 30-40 years time. Can you look back on your life and be like 'yeah, I had a good life because I did and experienced shit' or 'fuck, wish I did that when I was younger'
note to self: never try and teach yourself a whole semester of sales and promotion in one day. not. good. maybe i should actually attend class… just maybe. FARK.
no man. just no. you don't know what its like until you've actually been through it yourself.
Don't ya just wish there was like sanitisers for your eyes. Like c'mon, some things you just can't un-see.
Onn's daily words if wisdom