I am going to be useless and happy 
I am going to make art that no one loves but I like 
I am going to try to not worry that I won’t be able to pay rent or retire or maintain my stupidly expensive hobbies 
I am going to try to have enough money to have a cat with pretty eyes and my own room and a sweet treat every few days 
I am going to do what I can and love my friends and box dye my hair (even when I’m fourty)
Because I am and I am and I am and I am and I will continue to be.