I know that most people consider twenty to be a relatively young age. But for my fellow twenty-year-old, panic-stricken friends and me, twenty is really fucking old. Like, what happened to our childhood? And as happy as I am that Nickelodeon has decided to start re-airing my favorite childhood shows, it also sucks to realize that my childhood is now considered vintage.
Twenty is a strange age. I’ve been told on multiple occasions that the whole twenties decade is a weird time—so yay for nine more years! My mother does not talk about her twenties. Ever. I have no idea what she did. I imagine weird artsy jobs, loneliness, and a lot of drugs. I’m 93.5% positive that I’ve made an accurate assumption.
I feel like the brilliant lady resident who runs “Fuck! I’m in my Twenties” has actually hijacked my brain, taken all my thoughts and emotions, and spit them out on this website. Obviously she did not do this and is actually just super talented/hilarious but I’m twenty and overwhelmingly self-centered. So. Yeah.
These are some of my favorites:
