I’m 28 and I still don’t have my driver’s license. I am, however, re-learning how to drive, since I was too nervous to learn when I was younger. I also have a lot of pent-up anxiety about driving since I’ve been a passenger in two car accidents. soooooooo yep. whispering secrets into the ether
I wish I had gigantic eyelids so that I could spend hours putting on pretty pretty eye shadow and make all kinds of swirls and masterfully blended gradients of color. then I would add glitter and rhinestones and make it all look like a snapshot of a nebula.
I really can’t stand this newest trend of tumblr of saying stuff like ‘i wanna be a tiny bleeding fairy that doesnt eat’. its so saddening that this is considered to be artsy and beautiful. it’s not, its horrible, is sickening, you are glamorising illnesses and behaviour that will get you nowhere.
today is my Birthday and I don’t need people remembering to wish me a happy one because their Facebook calendar has reminded them to do so. I’m going to have lunch in Cedarburg with my man at our favorite restaurant, eat macarons at a Cedarburg bakery, and await the few text messages or calls from family members/one friend that will mean the world to me because I always remember their birthdays with small presents or cards and because I love them, despite their crazy ideas about life and each other. maybe they’ll call, maybe they won’t. all I got to say is that it’s weird to be 28.
have a good day!