It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son.
Do you think the world has less evil now than 50, 100, 150 years ago? Are we changing at all? I don't know. Do you find yourself always worrying about something? Is happiness like darkness, defined by the absence of light?
These are lyrics to a song I know, played by friends I have.
When I go to sleep after a lot of snowboarding, I find my feet involuntarily flexing, toe to heel. cooooooool.
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