So, this is it, huh?
I can't help but notice that I have turned 31. That is not the miraculous part. The intense part is that often I find myself not remembering how old I really am. Like there is the joking, "Oh, I'm barely an adult at 18," or, "I'm totally 21 and of legal age to drink in your establishment, sir!". But for real I have to be like, wait... no , for real, how old.. oh yeah. 31. Thirty, fucking, one.
I just can't with myself right now.
Haha, but really I can. And I do. On, like, a regular basis.
>:3
Haven't posted in awhile, thought I would drop by and leave a little something letting you know that I am still alive... I mean who else would write such weird ass shit for everyone to read?
Just saying.
Until we meet again,
Cassandra <3