I'm sitting in my cranky crinkly bed, watching Mary Poppins, refusing to grow up. I can't BELIEVE i'm going to be 20. I can't believe the universe has played this cruel joke to me after convincing me for so many years I was a young, sweet innocent babe. This is such fucking bullshit and I'm not going to stand for this injustice. I scream to my boyfriend, punctuating every word with a tear
"I'm going to be 38!"
"What? When?!"
"SOMEDAY"
I sob. I don't want to live in a world with out playground and joy for mcdonald happy meals. At this stage, even disneyland will lose its magic.
Life is so depressing.
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