I guess being a adult means…getting up early to study & do Tuesdays homework, because you work a double on Tuesday…
being a “adult” means eating chocolate fudge ice cream, in your underwear. Yelling at the Sarah Mcglockin? To stop ruining my night ( or how ever that narcissist spells her name).
I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.
Epiphany. (via senyahearts)