Today, I am 33. When I started this birthday-posting tradition at like, 21, I don’t think I ever expected I’d be here 12 years later still posting to this blog. Sometimes, I’m not sure why I do. But something about writing and expression keeps me returning to this space. 32 was a pretty good year, and I have high hopes for 33. My main goal is to be super creative. I really want to focus on my art in year 33, which sounds super pretentious, but when I’m making things, I’m always the best version of myself. Yay for another year!
You’re not a poet, you’re a liar,
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