Why is life confusing? Why can’t it a book and we just abide by the black ink? We make the errors. But we correct them. Too bad life is like a game. Everyday is new. I <3 my life! No drama at all. Finally! Jk. I make tons of errors. Like a flyball in the infield, looks straight up into the sun and gets hit on the head, should have caught it. I made up for it tho being the best shortstop a great double play a dive and a catch and throws it straight away. OUT AT 1st! I win the game.
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