On Aging
Ok, so most of you are young enough to be my kids, but a lot of you worship people old enough to be my parents, or in too many cases, the deceased. Reading your comments makes me remember exactly how it was to be your age, with all the optimism, idealism, heartbreaks, crushes, fandom, focused rage, and libidinous wishes that are part of the first quarter of life.
Reposted from http://lies.tumblr.com/post/59307743829.
