one day when i’m rich and famous i’m going to spend money on the dumbest shit like i’m gonna get star trek cutouts and put them by the windows of my apartment
oh fuck me i’m running out goD DAMMIT
i have the largest feet of any female i know
oh my god the weird stuff is coming out i’m so sorry
I’ve busked/street-performed twice. Both in random areas with no prior planning.
I always feel really uncomfortable if someone’s walking close behind me on the sidewalk — like I’m impeding their way or like I’m gonna get fucking robbed or something. So I usually just walk off to the side on the grass (i’m sorry, grass) or look at something on my phone so they go ahead of me.
I’m 75% sure I scare everyone who sees me. Including my math prof. Bless him.
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE THIS COUNTS AS A FACT
I’ve always wanted to live in a big city. Y’know, with an apartment and traffic on the street below and maybe a cafe just ‘round the corner. I’m getting there, but it’ll be another couple of years before I have that option.
oh boy now i have to think uhhh
The only member of my family I’ve talked to in years is my mom, despite having lived in a four-person household for 18 years.
My prime temperature is around 20-50 degrees F with massive dark clouds and pouring rain. Once it hits 60 F or it’s sunny, I’m out. just let me stay insIDE AT THAT POINT.