what if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin at key points in our lives and we had to figure out what they meant for ourselves
What the fuck is that, “act my age”?
What do I care how old I am?
The Ocean is old as fuck.
It will still drown your ass with vigor. "
i didn’t realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it’s whatever
my personal style is called “i don’t have the money for my preferred aesthetic”