me as a writer: this paragraph is flawless, look at that flow of prose, i am majestic in my craft

me editing my work: who the FUCK told this bitch they could use so many goddamn commas

i really hate it when i am reading something and my mind drifts and i get to the bottom of the page and realise i absorbed none of it and have to start over

when you’re buying something and the cashier gives you change and people are waiting in line behind you and slowly moving forward and you’re trying to cram your change in your wallet and get out of the way as fast as you can that shit is horrifying and traumatic

*puts a flower in my hair and moves on*

In this house, we sleep with stuffed animals. If you don’t have one, the law of the land will supply you with one until your stay is complete.

tag yourself!

socks: confused about the future, messy buns, bad sleeping habits, loves fantasy, bad dad jokes, ambivert, underappreciated

hoodie: loves winter, indecisive, good at comforting friends, very self-conscious, just wants to cuddle, movie critic

sweatpants: the type to blast music in headphones, dislikes children, klutz, long video calls, the friend whose laugh is funnier than the joke

turtlenecks: philosophical conversations, social anxiety, close circle of friends, spends more time home than outside, thoughtful

skirts: online shopping, probably has a sketchbook, draws “tattoos” on skin with pen, big dreams and big goals, afraid of failure, likes attention

if english isn’t ur first language what is?? tag it

stop global warming i don’t look good in shorts

Not to sound vain or anything but I love when people say my name first before they talk to me or message me I love when people say my name it’s like music to my ears and heart and soul

growing up is watching your younger sibling get taller and taller until they finally surpass you until you’re left a diminished pride and  memories of when you were the supreme sibling