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
when books make you cry like fuck you book you’re a stack of paper
i hope i randomly get super hot in the next year or two and everyone is just like “oh shit”
it’s so cute when you talk to someone a lot and you notice your phrases slowly slipping into their vocabulary
I take the L and R on my headphones seriously.