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Contributed by
nirvana12
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Wednesday, 20th September 2006 @ 06:10:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
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The best time in my life was when it was free. Live life no worries, with no care about money.
As I got older it all began to change. There is no more fun and no longer am I sane.
They want me to wake up and work it all away. The same routine and the never-ending days.
So what if I were to do just that? Work myself up and let my head grow fat.
Happiness is so hard to find, and getting yelled at is not how I find mine.
We all know we'll be dead in a matter of years, so please don't waste your time and reserve your tears.
If you can't find a job that you love, just give up be happy and wait to float up above.
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Re: Money
(User Rating: 1 ) by BobbyZimmerman on
Wednesday, 20th September 2006 @ 07:36:00 PM AEST (User
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Good write man....it's so true that as you get older, life starts to get harder and more stressful....I'm reminded of the John Cougar Mellencamp line, "Hold on to 16 as long as you can, changes come around real soon make us women and men." Good write though, keep it up. |
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