I’m 30. No kids or boyfriend. Family is worried. I invest in Marvel movies (t-shirts, leggings and funkos) and trying to find skincare for my acne scars while attempting to figure out a way to lose weight (size 3x or 4x if bloated). I’m a bit busy. Bae hasn’t happened by yet. I was too busy writing fanfic to deal with feelings I have about everything. Poems, haikus and things that are supposed to be sonnets but I can’t figure out the iambic pentameter.
To be honest, I’ve just gotten in a good groove with spending time with friends.