All I want to do is move to another country but it saddens me too much that I wouldn’t get to see my grandma every week.
I am afraid of getting older… I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free… I want, I want to think, to be omniscient… I think I would like to call myself ‘The girl who wanted to be God.’
Can all of the girls start bands or take fake band pictures and post them on tumblr to even out my feed a little bit?
Why, thank you ^_^. Your blog is very pleasant, I like your musings!