I fucked hated being in my twenties, back in the naughts. I lived with my parents for a stretch, but moving out was never impossible back then. I'm so sorry for young people these days.
25 is too young to feel old because one day you will turn 35 and observe the trivial worries of the younger generation from your perch high in heaven.
Eh, the exhaustion I felt at 25 seems pretty comparable. That said, I've barely had an energetic time in my life
that part when he's talking shit about himself in the mirror, i feel that.
no because why do I now have permanent and chronic joint pain, guaranteed hangovers even with lots of water, and a long night of partying wipes out the rest of my weekend
I found a YouTube link in your post. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy:
