The sad fact is: I’m too old for this shit

There are a lot of things in my life that I’ve been analyzing; things that I’m discovering that I’m probably actually too old for these days. But when you’re a person who regularly forgets how old you are, it’s actually a bit difficult to keep things into neat piles of age appropriateness.


All those creepy little places that I have been; does it really ever end? I traded all my nepenthe in and learned the hard way that good people never win. I listened to the fiddle player in the field, and sold my soul for a