Yes, I’ve become an adult.
Yeah, but not that much swagger.
I think I may have forgotten my child-like whimsy the last bit in the whirlpool of feeding myself through money-job-doing, laundry, being a white Afrikaans South-African who was raised be the internet and TV. God.
But I haven’t been watching TV the last bit either. It’s like I’m the middlest child of the most confused generation. AND all my jokes feed off of Ed, Edd and Eddy. Soon all the kids will know that I’m not one of them.
But I still feel like a boy.
Check out my phoenix. I’ve still been gunning it in the meantime. Times might not be as mean as 702 and social media makes it out to be.