And just when I though things were starting to get better, everything had gone wrong again.
People just don't seem to get me. Don't understand that I need my space. Always telling me what to do. They think rules and routines and clean hands and your p's and q's will make everything all right. They haven't got a clue.
However cozy things seemed, the facts of life were the same. You couldn't escape death: It would get us all in the end.
You get use to someone start to like them, even and they leave. In the end, everyone leaves.
We all know we're one day closer to the end when we wake up in the morning. We just kid ourselves that it's not happening.
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