inside this “22 years old” body , wearing adult stuffs , pretending to be matual , is a kid .
i know i want to wear pajamas everytime . i’m scared of things that i can’t handle . i’m angry when ppl fool me around . i eat what i want . what i hate and what i love , they’re all real .
so i’m stuck in a puzzle everynight , struggling with the thought : ” will i be fucked-up in this boredom for the rest of my life or just be whatever i wannabe ?? “