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The 3 Year Mark


This dude I met a few weeks ago 

mentioned to me the 3 year mark.

Not sure what the fuck he meant by that

He seemed daunted 

But the certainty of his tone got to me

"You know....The 3 year mark?"

When you can tell if you're going to be with this person forever

and get married, or leave.

Because year 1 is just the honeymoon phase

year 2 is getting to know the person

and year 3 is understanding if you can live with them or not

three years....

Because 2 weeks isnt enough

a year isnt enough

3 years and who are you kidding?

No one.

 

Three years, I could have graduated by now

Three years, I'd make bank and travel the world...

Forget being conventional and living a 9-5 schedule

and getting married and having kids, no fuck that 

Three years and I could say I made it...

3 years and I could raise my head above my knees

and look my parents in the eye and say,  I told you so.


Three years... that's all it took



 

 

 

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