There comes a time in life when everything seems narrow.choice is been made.I can only countinue on.I know myself like the back of my hand.I can predict my every reaction,everything is predictable.My life is been cost by cement with airbags and seatbelts.I controlled everything,i have done everything to reach this point and now that i am here. I am very bored.The hardest thing is to know that i am leading a mortal life.
"Because Not Everything That Counts Can Be Counted, and Not Everything That Can Be Counted Counts".
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