2013.

WTF.

Wasn’t It just 1992? Wasn’t i just in grade 8 wondering how unfathomable life would be this far in the future? Wasn’t I just falling into a deep crush on 13 year old Cher because she seemed so edgy and sophisticated for listening to NIN at lunch on a CD and wearing sexy boots to school? Wasn’t I just worrying about fitting in at high school?

Seriously. WTF.

I’m in my 30s. I own a motherfucking house. I have a fiancé. I look like a grown ass man.

I hate that my life is burning away so quickly. I hate it because I love life too much.