Obligatory birthday post

I feel like I’ve been 18 forever. It’s about time I aged.

The number of years I’ve been alive is a complete façade. My age doesn’t define me. My mom has always said I’m “<insert age here> going on 30.” My confidence and general know-how is what defines me.

I’m typing this in a room with a Powerpuff Girl poster and Gary Paulsen’s Hatchet, which I am currently rereading (I first read it in sixth grade). I guess I’ll continue growing up in some ways and remaining a kid in others.

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