identity and life is strange and fluid right now but what i CAN say is:
marle birthday time (it's an hour til in my timeline but)
holy ssshhhhhhhhoot i'm 20 this year!
it's been a weird month. life's tried as hard as it can to stop me from surviving to today-- hell, on the 21st my wallet got stolen. before that i found out some nasty stuff had been happening to me since /2013/.
but i made it. i really made it.
i know i don't check this site anymore. nobody really does, as far as i know.
but... i made it. after about 6 years of telling myself i wouldn't make it to this age, i'm... i am. i did it. i'm 20, i'm alive, i'm independent (arguably, i share a flat with my brother but we don't like, rely on each other), and i'm finally going places with my work.
you've all seen me through some tough stuff. i'm sure you all have memories of something i've said or done that was bad to me or others. but we have fond memories all the same.
to the me of the past: happy birthday, nadia bogard. you never thought you'd make it this far, huh? we did it. it's a rocky road, and you're gonna do a lot of fighting. but you'll make it. i believe in you.
to the me of the future: don't screw us over, now!