Now that my 25th birthday has come and gone (hold your applause) I am no longer required to see my [now former] terrible, closed-minded psychologist. I haven't felt this free since I was 17.
Who knew it could be so stifling.
Spring has also arrived -- the weather is fucking fantastic.
What do you have to celebrate?
Who knew it could be so stifling.
Spring has also arrived -- the weather is fucking fantastic.
What do you have to celebrate?