Dearest Tumblr,
I do believe you are not allowing me to change my age to 18. I do not necessarily dislike this, at least it allows me to hold on to my childhood for a tad bit longer.
Speaking of my childhood, I’m jamming to some orchestral Legend of Zelda music right now, and I gotta tell ya, it really brings me back.
Majora’s Mask all the way, you know it!
On an unrelated note, Blitzkrieg Bop on NFG’s new record pretty much made my… you know, probably my whole week. Month, maybe. Though the new Jack’s may be my favorite currently… or maybe new blink, who even knows.
Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume.
It’s the only thing…
THE ONLY THING?
(also, how did I even get to Panic! At The Disco? Who cares? That’s right, Danny doesn’t! haha.)
I’m in a good place right now, though. A real good place.
I’m sorry for the person I became.
I’m sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I’m ready to be sure I never become that way again
‘cause who I am hates who I’ve been.
Who I am hates who I’ve been.