Yesterday, I celebrated 19 years of life (not including fetal existance) and came to an usually unstartling revelation. Turning 19 really isn't that big a step up from turning 18. 18 is the big deal. 19 years old is just 18 years old plus not dying for an extra year.
Moreso, that bitch and her cake scare me.
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