Today I had a mini freak out, along the lines of "I don't wanna be a grownup! I don't wanna make life-changing decisions!" which... I'm not quite over yet. And don't intend to be, until a real grownup tells me what to do.
That is actually what is happening to me RIGHT NOW, except I didn't want to go all emo over my lj so I rambled about my clothes instead. I prefer to focus on trivial conspiracies when LIFE CONSPIRES AGAINST ME BY THRUSTING ME KICKING AND SCREAMING INTO ADULTHOOD. I almost wrote quicking instead of kicking and then I deleted it and put kinking. Possibly because I was thinking of adulthood as a giant reverse-vagina. I CANNOT HELP THE SICKNESS OF MY MIND, SEMBY. *smooches*
What does CYA stand for anyway?
Yeah except I can't watch my back without a mirror and today the mirror was LAUGHING at me. *woe*
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That is actually what is happening to me RIGHT NOW, except I didn't want to go all emo over my lj so I rambled about my clothes instead. I prefer to focus on trivial conspiracies when LIFE CONSPIRES AGAINST ME BY THRUSTING ME KICKING AND SCREAMING INTO ADULTHOOD. I almost wrote quicking instead of kicking and then I deleted it and put kinking. Possibly because I was thinking of adulthood as a giant reverse-vagina. I CANNOT HELP THE SICKNESS OF MY MIND, SEMBY. *smooches*
What does CYA stand for anyway?
Yeah except I can't watch my back without a mirror and today the mirror was LAUGHING at me. *woe*
*freaks out some more. With you. Tostitos?*