much like a child, I still view the world through eyes of innocence...
but I'm wearing the nappy of experience and it is full of shit...
last day as a person with a 2 at the beginning of their age. old age ensues... luckily I'm both Peter Pan and immortal, so it's not really an issue... seems to be an issue to everyone else though, I just can't figure it out... ah well, I'll let everyone else cry over their age, I'll just smile and nod and chuckle behind my hand.
now pass me my fucking cake!
