Pretty Face
When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we
grew up. Our answers were thing like astronaut, president, or in my
case… princess.
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rock star,
cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we've grown up, they
want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make
mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in
love - a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career
out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is
permanent.
So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask
again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know
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