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Monday, September 18, 2006

barring any unfortunate twist of fate, we will probably all grow old to one day become elderly grandmas and grandpas sitting on rocking chairs sipping on weak tea and reminiscing about past times.

and when that day comes I hope I will be able to say I have made the world a better place. for someone, at least.

living might mean taking chances, but they're worth taking
loving might be a mistake, but it's worth making
don't let some hell-bent heart leave you bitter
when you come close to selling out, reconsider
give the heavens above more than just a passing glance

tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone?


Take the First Step: Donate your old newspapers to OSL.

A mistake worth making, ha.



8:37 PM