What do you do now? Things don`t go accordin` to plan. So what you well wishin` ass muh fucka. Shit happens. You gotta learn to deal with it (note to self). Word. I agree, but shit is madddd wack sauce! lol. But oh well. There`s only so much you can do until the cards are laid out on the table, if that makes sense. After that. You gotta just hope you got the better hand. If not. Take your loss like a man and move on to the next game. But games get tirin`. So what are you supposed to do now? (question to self) Ummm. Idk. Just go with the flow I guess. Let the pieces fall in place. And try to figure out the outcome at least a few steps ahead of the finale. I don`t like them 2 hour premiere/endin` shits. Unless we talkin` liquor. If liquor`s involved then fuck it, curtains. Drum roll. Round of applause, because the anxiety has been buildin` up for a while. If no liquor`s involved. Anybody wanna buy my ticket? *cough* I`m sick, and I don`t think I can make it to the show. Matter a fact. You can have my ticket for free.
Blah. That shit made sense to me. Specially the way I`m feelin` right now. Some of you might be able to get the jist of what I`m gettin` at. Some of you won`t. But I`m goin` to bed. Until next time...
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