Hello. It’s Ash again.
What’s up? I’m 24 now and my hair’s blue. A lot has changed already. A WHOLE FUCKING LOT. Rereading everything here’s like time traveling that I got the chance to actually meet the younger me— from crushing so much on a guy at 13, my first heartbreak at 16, turning 18, meeting constants in college—well, my tumblr life stopped right there.
Ah, what a young heart I got back then. So naive.
But life’s different now. I’m an adult. I now have this never ending pressure to get all my shit together.
Ah, what a young heart I got back then. So naive.
But life’s different now. I’m an adult. I now have this never ending pressure to get all my shit together.