That phrase sums up the trajectory my life has taken. Time flies by, but I don't get anywhere. I'm glad the thirties are the new twenties, because I'm in my last year of twenties and I've got nothing to show for it. I've got to turn the mother ship around and make up for lost time, dag gum it.
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Wanna know something even scarier? Andre & I heard on TV that 50 is the new 30! Does that mean we're turning 50 on our next bdays? Shit! I hope it doesn't work like that...
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