To begin with, I’m not sure you’re aware of it, but I’m middle aged. Oh? What gave it away? Using a blog as my primary literary medium?¹ Hm. But in fact, the APA defines 35 years as the end of “young adulthood.” Yeah. I found out via some shitpost on twitter when I was already 35, so it didn’t sit well with me then either. But my worries about aging began much sooner than that. See, even in my 20s, I feared I’d been wasting my life. I’d struggled with school and life and everything since graduating high school, arguably sooner, and nothing seemed to be going anywhere meaningful . I felt I had a limited social life, a dead-end job, no money, no great travels, a limping love life; I was, generally, a loser, wasting away... There were none of the usual hallmarks of success or happiness. And that scared me. Would my life have been worth it if I continued in this direction? Would it have been a “life well lived” by the end? So, this is my existential struggle. Even now, as I lurch ever nea...
i was about to say GGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but after watching it and listening to the lyrics it was really touching and not that kind of touching you pedo hahahaha
ReplyDeletebut its really good and the song has a great sound to it and this is totally what a pirate would say if he was in love on a ship because there are no girls allowed hehehe
i love it