When i'm old.....

Once upon a time, old men would gather in parks and talk about their war stories , talk about the time they nearly died and the comrades they lost. When i'm an old man, old people will have nothing to talk about cept the time that time they handed their peformance review an hour late or that time they missed out on a promotion. They'll wish they had done something more fulfillng in their lives.

They would give anything to go back in time and go back to when they were young, when they could run, climb, stay hard for more than 3 seconds (apologies for vulgarity).

I am an old man, I have been given a second chance, my final chance, no way am I wasting my youth working jobs I hate so I can buy shit i don't need ( Thanks Tyler) .

Each of us has nothing to lose, everything to gain, the shitty environment in which you're raised keeps you content with averageness, while some fat ass capitalist milks you of your youth, health and potential.

It's sad how many of you will die having never lived.