My 30s are literally knocking on my door. In about two weeks I’ll officially be the big 3-0 and all I can find myself doing is having minor-ish anxiety attacks (I’m not kidding) while trying to appear “normal”.
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Beyonce just snatched my edges, bitch.
This is a legit text a received the other day:
Hey___. I’m sorry I fell off. Life and bullshit. I’m still interested in talking to you, if you are cool with that 😉
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Today marks the exact last month of my 20s (well, technically I have 29 days since this isn’t a full month). I would like to spend this last month of my youth reflecting on what I’ve learned in my 20s. Perhaps I’ll do a blog series entitled: “29 things I learned in my 20s” or some shit.