I wish I could wear my doc martens to work every day.
but I don’t think I’d be able to create a believable “business casual” ensemble. 

so earlier this month was my twenty-fourth birthday
I thought by turning twenty-four I would feel incredibly old
but nothing changed, I still feel the same, and I still frequently get asked when I’ll be finishing high school.

but then on the twelfth of May my cousin turned thirteen. he is now a glorified teenager..
and I’ve thought for the last 3 years now that he was 9 years old (don’t question it, thats just how it played out in my brain)
and now finding out that he’s now thirteen, now I feel so god damn old..

ooooooh life…