There’s a lot of talk about which year in the fabulous 80s was the best. The year 1989 is a prime candidate since it marks the fall of communism. But since “Rock Me Amadeus” was released on June 11th, 1986, that is clearly the best day, month, and year of the best decade ever.
I waited outside for Shelli, thinking this was like a fantasy: the girl who jilted you coming back after so many years – on your 25th birthday, yet – to tell you she was leaving her husband, the man she left you for.
The balloons that were heard around the world..
He’s gonna remember this birthday prank forever.
I really can’t care anymore because, according to my ma, I only have about 20 good years left in me.
Did she deserve it?
You can call me for anything.
I said the most logical thing I could muster: “I want to go to a strip club.”
“How am I still fighting acne?”
“Being 27 is parallel to being a newly post-pubescent teenager; so many feels, so many conflicting emotions, so much self-inflicted pressure. At some point, it’s just easier to pray you make it to 30 in one piece and resolve to figure it out from there…”