I have two answers for you.
1: I have acne I’m too old for and gray hairs I’m too young for.
2: I have the depression of a millennial and the uninhibited madness of a zoomer.
I have two answers for you.
1: I have acne I’m too old for and gray hairs I’m too young for.
2: I have the depression of a millennial and the uninhibited madness of a zoomer.
I didn’t really understand it. I was about eight I think.
Same! But I was four. And I went to the theater without my parents. Just some neighborhood girl rode me there on her bicycle handlebars. True story.
Edit for afterthought: I still don’t understand Star Wars. (Does ANYONE?)