32, artist and other creative junk. A classic INFJ.
I work at a grocery store, listen to a lot of ayumi hamasaki and laugh at stupid junk online.
I run coalstakes, which will grow, I promise.
If you’re worried because you’re getting older, try not to think about it. Age is, after all, just a number.
Thanks for your incredible philosophical musings that could only have been learned from long meditation or perhaps a t-shirt at hot topic.
I was more concerned about whether or not my toilet is going to be able to handle the fallout of how fucking smashed I’m going to get.