At one point in time we have to come to terms that no matter how much you plan for the future, there will always be a curve ball. Sending all your plans to the trash and leaving you to think fast and must likely fuck up. Well maybe not always, maybe you are one of the lucky ones that Life is nice to and lets your plans succeed and doesn't let you dry upon new situation because you already plan for them. But that's like one in a million. I thought I was the one in a million but as of recent events I am not. Being totally honest that pisses me off. Nineteen years under my belt and everything had come down how I had planned and never had I had to quick think any situation. This is how planned my life was. When I turn sixteen I did weed and continued up until fall beak quite got tested failed it got in trouble was "force to get new friends" meaning I had an out form the druggy friends I had at that moment in time. All of this went exactly had I had planned out. Don't believe me? Well I have a whole chart to prove it.All Rights Reserved
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