Better get my shit packed for Hogwarts the train leaves tomorrow
a random smattering of my thoughts, passions, obsessions, and occasional rants. Equestrian and feminist, lover and fighter.
Well this is awkward
So far adulthood is just going grocery shopping, realizing you didn’t plan well or logically, going grocery shopping again, repeat ad infinitum. 0/10 stars, would not recommend
This post is still getting hundreds of notes a day and I am going grocery shopping again.
SO MUCH WITH THE GROCERY SHOPPING.
Having a pet is so weird. Like neither of you speak each other’s language and yet you form some strong bond by rubbing against each other and sleeping together and you might accidentally kick them in the face or step on their tail once in a while but at the end of the day you two are best buddies from entirely different species.