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You'll be twenty anyways. You're hesitant because you know your hairs will gray, but you'll be twenty anyways. You'll be thirty either way. between the sheets of snow and stressful days. you know you'll be thirty anyways. Come forty and fifty, then eighty and one-hundred; Ninety-three, ninety four then one-hundred and one dozen. No matter which way or when, all help from friends and cousins, you'll be thirty anyways.
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 6:23 PM UTC
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You'll be twenty anyways. You're hesitant because you know your hairs will gray, but you'll be twenty anyways. You'll be thirty either way. between the sheets of snow and stressful days. you know you'll be thirty anyways. Come forty and fifty, then eighty and one-hundred; Ninety-three, ninety four then one-hundred and one dozen. No matter which way or when, all help from friends and cousins, you'll be thirty anyways.
There's a popular reddit post where someone asks if its worth it to get their PhD because it'll take until they're fourty, someone reply's, "You'll be fourty anyways".
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 6:23 PM UTC
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