Hell I’ve always been old. You know what though? I dont mind. I mean if my muscles ache its because I’ve used ‘em. Its hard for me to walk up them steps now ‘cause I walked up ‘em every night to lay next to a man who loved me. I got a few wrinkles here and there, but I’ve layed under thousands of skies on sunny days. I look and feel this way..well, cause I drank and I smoked. I lived and I loved, danced, sang, sweat and screwed my way through a pretty damn good life if you ask me. Gettin’ old ain’t bad. Gettin old…thats earned.
Reblogged from I love you, not just for now, but for always
