nobody said it was easy.

but nobody said that it would be this hard.

i mean, being an adult is realll hard. grocery shopping alone is a hard thing. sometimes, i'll forget to go grocery shopping for like three weeks and the only thing in my fridge is vitamin water, yogurt, and celery. and, if i were a model, that would be all i would need. but i'm not.

and that's the least of it. i mean, i have to get my car registered in california--what the heck do i have to do and can my mom and dad come do it for me please? (dad--please?)

also, can my mom and dad write me notes when i don't want to do things? and can i go hide by the creek when i'm sad/mad/disenfranchised? like, can i just please be about 12 again? even though i was awkward and not cool and didn't have my ears pierced. cause sometimes, it's all too much.