I'm 15 going on 3,642. I like music quite a fucking hell of a lot. my friends are my life. I like space, worn out converse, busy cities and empty fields, skeletons, shirts that I probably shouldn't wear as they are 300% too big, the internet, Adventure Time, Doc Martens, indie/punk rock, Harry freakin goddamn Potter, psychology, old/cult films, tattoos, my gameboy colour, Game Of Thrones, night time, skinny jeans, art, concerts, anime, old books, travelling, architecture, playing guitar, Oscar Wilde, thriller films, jumpers your granddad would wear, Pokemon, tea and dinosaurs. yeah. I like a lot of things I suppose but if I started talking about everything I hate you'd never leave. although you've probably left already.. I'd kill to be able to skateboard. I want to run away to Paris but I can't speak french to save my life. I want to be far too many things when I'm older. I'm too ambitious with too little motivation. I worry a lot. I daydream a lot. I don't want to grow up.
oh, and food is good.
thank you for taking 3 minutes of your life (depending on reading ability) to waste it on what I even think of myself I hope I did well thank u bye~