I think I'm getting old, i don't feel the madness of getting as wild as before. Not sure if its due to the stress and pressure developed being in Uni or the people around that has killed the mood. Nowadays I'll need a couple of bottles at the end of the week to let loose with my buddies after going through a rough week. Not the clubbing kinda shit anymore but we'll just sit at a bar for hours and just drink and laugh our ass off [ LMAO ].
The one who cares the most will be the one who gets mad when you make mistakes. Those who doesn't matter will not give a shit.
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