I've been thirty for about two hours now,
here's what I've learned.
Yeah, it's the big one.
Before, there is hope, and sunshine.
Now I'm basically waiting for my AARP card, and you know, flyers from the local mortuary.
It is all downhill from here.
All that being said, I have had a pretty good year, up til now.
I'm with a girl I like.
I'm inches away from buying a house, just bought a new car.
All with retail money.
Goddamn I just noticed the tiny balloon next to my name.
That is fucking depressing.
Yay, it's a party, you're older than your dad was when you were born.
Scratch that, both your parents.
Here is a single tiny pink balloon, it announces your slow descent into dementia and incontinence.
We would have had streamers, but what's it matter you'll be dead soon.
blah, blah, blah, self loathing and pity seeking.
cool bitches