i look like a high school kid, so when people ask me, i tell them i'm twenty-two because i feel like that. yet yesterday, i felt like my real age. it's possible that work responsibility has been getting to me lately. i wish it will end, but i hope i get to keep my job, because even though i complain a lot, i love my work. there's only one thing i hate about it and that will always remain a secret.
the bright and the dark hues of my life
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