"follow me, reader"

actually, growing up is feeling like i turned sixteen two days ago. i’ve been eighteen for years. fifteen year olds seem so young. wasn’t i fifteen just a few weeks ago? all my friends and i are still twelve. i’m closer to thirty then to being a baby. i never got to be a kid. i never grew past eight. i can’t talk to my mom. i want to sit in her lap forever. the week is going by so slow. an entire year has passed. i want to decide everything for myself. i need someone to tell me exactly what to do.

english isnt my first language btw so when u read my posts in ur head I want u to mispronounce at least one word in it and add a really heavy accent

“Worldbuilding” is a very sophisticated word for the process of “YOOOOOO wouldn’t it be cool if...”

fun prank idea: lay in bed for the rest of your life and ignore reality by reading books and daydreaming all day everyday

love watching a movie and then coming on here and reblogging some gifs of what i watched like i’m making a little announcement about where i’ve been

me giving relationship advice: communicate or end it

tumblr dosent count as social media

tumblr counts as a terrarium