I feel bad blogging at 24 do you still blog?
bruh have you looked at this blog, I am a grown-ass adult with a shitty almost-17-year-old teenage stepdaughter and a for-real husband and a cat that refuses to get off my ass when I lay on my stomach blogging on my chromebook from bed.
I was blogging before we called it blogs. Before livejournal. I’ll probably blog until the day I die in the apocalypse because what else am I supposed to do? Build a doomsday shelter? Who has the money for that, I’m a fucking Millenial.














