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rebnessEVERYONE KEEPS SAYING I AM THIRTY. I am constantly having to give friends and relatives the If I died right now, my gravestone would say I was in my twenties rant.
I am not dealing with this well.
I was listening to my favourite trashy song Acceptable in the 80s tonight. My older brother was in the room.
See, he'll do things for you if you were born in the eighties, the eighties.
Me: Hey, Paul! Calvin Harris doesn't have hugs for you.
Paul: He barely has hugs for you.
Me: HE DOES! HE DOES! TWO WHOLE YEARS OF HUGS
This is unbearable. I obviously need counselling. D:
I am not dealing with this well.
I was listening to my favourite trashy song Acceptable in the 80s tonight. My older brother was in the room.
See, he'll do things for you if you were born in the eighties, the eighties.
Me: Hey, Paul! Calvin Harris doesn't have hugs for you.
Paul: He barely has hugs for you.
Me: HE DOES! HE DOES! TWO WHOLE YEARS OF HUGS
This is unbearable. I obviously need counselling. D:
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Date: 2011-01-17 12:42 pm (UTC)major mortality freakouts, trying hard not to think about oblivion and the passage of time and impermanence...
That's exactly it for me!
I have to say that the comments from the 30-somethings in this post have made me feel a lot better. So I'm not just going to become saggy and old overnight! Whoo!