Mad Birthday Style.
Cake Motherfucker!
So yesterday was my birthday. I'm twenty-three now. I guess I'm an adult now. Complete with college degree and "career in chosen field." The thing is, sometimes I don't feel that much like an adult. I still feel like an awkward adolescent, acne faced, unsure. Perhaps because I look pretty much the same as I did then. With a better sense of style and a little more nihilism. Still I'd much rather be an adult than an awkward adolescent any day.
Cake Motherfucker!
So yesterday was my birthday. I'm twenty-three now. I guess I'm an adult now. Complete with college degree and "career in chosen field." The thing is, sometimes I don't feel that much like an adult. I still feel like an awkward adolescent, acne faced, unsure. Perhaps because I look pretty much the same as I did then. With a better sense of style and a little more nihilism. Still I'd much rather be an adult than an awkward adolescent any day.
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Hey, thought I'd make my presence known. I am now officially reading your blog. You better do some good updating, or else I'll whip out my glock!
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