Restless
Bless my restless soul.
Im not even 30 yet but im in a suffering from mid life crisis mode. Its not that I am overanaylitical it just that this world is too beautiful to admire all alone. So I pick and I pull and let the manic in me set in. Im too young to simply be okay with inserting a couple of pets in. I want to ride this crazy rollercoaster an never let the jet set in. Bless my restless soul.
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