“I’m an adult” I whisper as I try not panic while I’m filling in all those forms that I don’t understand.
“I’m an adult,” I say as I blow bubbles in my coffee through my bendy straw.
“I’m an adult,” I say as I count down the minutes left at work until I can go home and play video games.
“I’m an adult,” I say as I reach for another crayon to finish coloring in my princess coloring page.
“i’m an adult,” i tell myself as i press play on the next episode of icarly.
“i am an adult,” i whisper to my friend as we giggle about the word penetration.
This whole “going to bed early and waking up early to study and achieve lots of stuff” -thing isn’t really working out
Here I sit tumblring and watching New Girl
Sometimes when you’re writing an essay making it up as you go works better and sometimes it doesn’t