2 de mayo de 2010

Sometimes things happens

You have to learn to walk. You have to learn to talk. 
You have to wear that totally ridiculous 
hat your grandma bought you. 
You have no say in the matter. 
And when you get a little older, 
even though you get to choose your hats, you don't get to choose 
what they put in those meatballs in the cafeteria, 
or when to fall in love...
Sometimes things happens and 
you just have to deal and breathe.

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