- 14 years old: I'm young but I know what I want. This isn't that hard, I'm all grown up already and have everything figured out.
- 17 years old: Well, this is a little harder than I thought. School is almost ending. What am I going to do with my life?
- 21 years old: What the fuck is going on? Where are my socks?
This blog is balls, turn back now........idgits.
My standards for boys:
- dark hair
- cute smile
- love horseback riding
- unusually long life span
- speak elvish
- secretly be the heir to the throne of Gondor
- be Aragorn
I’m in this weird stage where I don’t really like myself, but I don’t really care anymore