The short answer is: everyone. Or at least they should be! It may have killed the cat, but at least the cat lead an interesting life.
Well, in a short introduction, my name is Lizzie, although the vast majority of you already know that. This is me:
Oh no, wait, that’s a dog made out of a sock. Sorry.
That’s better. I’m in my midtwenties, at least chronologically, but I believe that growing up doesn’t have to mean losing all the truly transformative, heartfelt and joyous part of life. If that makes me seem childish, so be it. Why don’t you come and join me?