I will be the first to admit that 2018 got off to a total clusterfuck of a start. I was a dog left outside in the rain: a cold, sad, downhearted bitch. However, where there is chaos also comes plentiful space for new beginnings and (very overdue) life sanitizing. Therefore, despite a start rockier than Rocky Balboa himself, 2018 really bloody outdid itself in the end so HUGE sexy points for that.
