Do I count as middle-aged now?
No, seriously.
No, seriously.
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J. Stryker π¨π¦ | Memento Vivere πΏ
Itβs my birthday, and Iβll scream if I want to.
39 times around the sun. Damn.
39 times around the sun. Damn.
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(Hilariously, I accidentally hit caps lock when I started typing so I was *very nearly* demoing the classic Old Person On The Internet stereotype)
Baby Hobbitses.
Bi: on the verge.
Straight: not yet.
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Its greatly freeing. Even better than 20s vs being a teenager.
If you have to ask, youβre not. You just know.
Meryl: Ma, I'm middle-aged.
Shirley: Dear, *I'm* middle-aged.
Meryl: Really. And how many 120-year-old women do *you* know?
Also, can I have some of your youthful blood?