#hookay!!

((so I am like, alone, and screaming - well not screaming but exclaiming things very loudly - to an empty house about grav3yard girl and tumblr and Cookout and still half being Freya at the same time, I don't understand it and FEEL FREE NOT TO EITHER, I'M TALKING LIKE BUNNY NOW WHAT IS THIS. Confessions of 18 year old writer who is supposed to be a grown up and picking what college she goes to like today or tomorrow or something. SOYEAH. I should like, make a video recording of me gibbering about all these nonsense things so people can laugh at me. Wait, no, that'd be a bad idea, never mind. ANYWAY, I'm working on some replies now that AREN'T CRACK OF ANY SORT WOOOOOO. And I was gonna say something about something else but then I realized I wasn't supposed to talk about it so ANYWAYSSLKDJGHJ. Back to work now. Like a normal person.))