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I want to age gracefully as I can without resorting to plastic surgeries.
Yeah but you still gotta hit the toilet.
I want to age gracefully as I can without resorting to plastic surgeries.
I'm not growing old. I'm gonna make sure I die once I get old and sick and frail. The **** is the point of living at that point?
Well atleast then ull look forward to something when going to bed.
"Ok, tonight Imma die!"
wakes up in the morning - "Ah Dammit!"
Sting the singer or the wrestler?![]()
Yeah but you still gotta hit the toilet.
I'm not even as physically strong as I want to be yet. My goal is to deadlift, squat and benchpress atleast 500 pounds. I can't think of how I'd complain about no longer being in my prime when I'm not even in my prime yet.I've never seen any of you guys in real life, but I'm pretty sure you're all young as I am.
Anyway, I was discussing about it with a friend, trying to imagine how we're gonna be in our hoar.
Now, do you think it will be sad to lose your physical strength and beauty, as well as your bravery and boldness? Or you imagine yourselves as wise and satisfied old men/women with an aura of respect?
70? I was thinking 65.Old age is going to be ****ing terrible in every way. You'll still have the mind of someone young but will be limited in your own wrinkley, painful prison.
Sorry if this is a bit depressing but I'm seriously thinking about ending it myself at around 70, depending how I age. Same if I get cancer. Bam. Gone straight away. Don't want to be a burden to my family or cost them money and have them remember me as a disabled, grey raisin with twig limbs.
70? I was thinking 65.
Idk really. I'm taking note of how my current grandparents are coping. One side looks about 45 but are actually 60 while the other is 64 but looks it, if not a little older. In fact my grandpa came over for dinner the other day and announced that he had a similar plan himself as his heart pains/medication are ridiculous.
Then again, my great uncle is in his mid 60's and has to carry around an oxygen tank with him everywhere he goes.
Edit: Just adding that I'll probably be too ill to travel and have killer arthritis.
I'm not growing old. I'm gonna make sure I die once I get old and sick and frail. The **** is the point of living at that point?