
I am sixteen but I have the imagination of a seven-year-old.
I am seventeen and I’m learning how to be independent! :D But that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy watching cartoons and playing with Lego blocks every so often.
I’m eighteen. I’m ancient. But most people say I look, act and dress like I’m… not.
I wish I fell down the rabbit hole like Alice and ended up in Wonderland where I would be happily mad.
I read and read and read and read fantasy slash romance slash adventure slash mystery Young Adult novels.
I eat cookies with a glass of milk and cookies without a glass of milk.
I’m weird and random and awkward and nice and everything in between.
I like Europe, history, quotable quotes, magic, coincidences, Mogu-mogu, pretty photos, old stuff and happy days.
I use the words “I” and “and” a lot.
Adam Young, supposed Antichrist, is my spirit animal.