I wrote this 1 hour before I officially turned 30:
My last minutes in my twenties
My twenties were okay. I fucked up all my relationships every which way, especially my last one, but everything else turned out okay considering the end of my twenties could have been a lot worse. Namely, the end. I have everything I need to move forward into my thirties with confidence. Everything except for a woman to love me. Maybe it's because I'm about to be 30 in a matter of minutes so I'm bitter, lonely, and cynical, but I miss my ex. We fucked that one up good. That her and I didn't work out is my only regret going into my thirties. I hope that I get over that before my forties. Anyway, good bye twenties and happy birthday to me.
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“To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.” — Anatole France, 1921 winner of the Nobel Prize in literature
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