do you ever get sad because you realize that you’ll never be bestfriends with your favorite celebrity because they don’t even know that you exist
waking up cold: alright I need more blankies
waking up hot: covers thrown everywhere. sweat behind the kneecaps. 3 dead. the pillow is the sun. critical condition.
Suddenly you’re 21 and you’re screaming along in your car to all the songs you used to listen to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good
"how old are you?"
"It’s a secret :3"
"aiight so either 12 or 40 got it"