Life When I was young life was good. No responsibility. Getting older means responsibility. But for me getting older means pain. Pain from lost love, Pain from lost games, Pain from general pain. My body cries out for me to stop, But I’m not going to. My drive for perfection is too great. Basketball is life, Street ball is life. What is life right now? A jersey, shorts, nike shoes, a basketball, and my driveway hoop. That is life right now.
Reason for writing:
This one actually kinda sucks, but I thought I would just toss it out to all of those who actually care:D Have a good one all. Yes, Canada does rock!:p
Birth sign: Pisces
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