My Letter to 36

Birthdays are so funny. When you’re young, it’s all about cake and games and singing the song as loud as you can. When you’re sixteen, you’re supposed to be sweet. When you’re 18, you are officially an adult (ugh!). When you turn 21, you can officially drink -although I was drinking way before that. I... Continue Reading →

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