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Mar 2014
Just before the amusement park ends, I want to take one last ride.
The longest day of them all is about to come to an end, so this ride will be the best.

Stepping up onto the beginning, size doesn't matter for this one; the stepping stool makes us all tall enough
The hardest part of anything is probably ensuring that everything in place and ready to go

then...

BOOM!

We're off!

With this ride, all or nothing.
Either it happens or it doesn't.

Everything is so sudden, the ride is beginning to take it's toll.
Dangling, everything is below.

Is this really it?
It's like a blast from the past, everything is rushing back.

Do you remember how happy your mom was when you got all A's on that report card?
Or how happy your dad was when you got into that special high school?
Or how you made that whole class laugh with one joke.
Or how you made that guy laugh with that same horrible joke.
Or how happy your sister was when she got into college?
Ya'know, life isn't all about you.
What about your cat? Where's he going to sleep now? In your empty bed? You're selfish, he's going to get cold!
What about your best friend? Who are they going to text all night now? A phone that won't answer?

The ride is getting closer to the end, it's getting tougher to process even

the
           tiniest
                         thought.

Closer.

You're
              closer
                       toward
                                        the
                                                  ending
                                                                ­ now.

blink
blink
blink


that's it.

                                                      You're­ done.

It's over.
bad :) night :)
y i k e s
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y i k e s  24/F/Everywhere
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