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Originally Posted by novakru
Nothing, but writing songs about emotional turmoil kinda slow-up at this age.
These are the comfort years.
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COMFORT YEARS!.......I wake up in the morning and my back is killing me.....not to mention "what the fuck is that...more hairs on my pillow"......I can't read anything anymore without my "cheap reading glasses" .....got about 20 pairs of those suckers all over the house.........I come home from work and take a little nap.....a fucking nap.....I can't pound down twelve beers like I used to.....COMFORT YEARS!!!!!bah
at least I don't need any blue pills :D
yet:(