I am relatively equal parts carbon, oxygen, and mad cow disease. I am a woman of the female type currently attending Southern Illinois University in an attempt to get my bachelor's degree in nutrition science, possibly by selling my body- possibly by planting subnuclear explosives under the dormitories. Who knows.
God I turn 21 next Tuesday. I dun wanna. It's not going to be awesome or magical. It's going to be lonely.
So.
Lonely.
And then I'll legally drown my sorrows in hard alcohol, become raaaaaagalcoholic, and make awesome artwork that won't ever sell until I'm dead.