one thing i realized a while ago is that some crushes are better left as crushes. sometimes, you only like someone because you don’t know enough about them to dislike them.
there she goes again, daydreaming about her future house and how she’ll decorate it knowing she can’t afford a house in this economy ever. and by she i mean me.
can someone please explain how it’s possible that every single month this year ended as quickly as it started and yet this whole year has felt like an eternity