When I was sixteen my mother gave the strangest advice of my life. She said to me "Fawne, men are like trains...one comes in to your life and as soon as they leave another one comes into the station. So dont worry about boys, there 's always one waiting around the corner." I always thought that was depressing and completely bizzarre.
My mom might for once be right... they sure tend to come and go. I think it might be a fairly hopeful idea to me almost a sense of comfort. Its a little depressing to think that they(men) are that replaceable, but its kind of refreshing too. I like the train station...
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