I think about my life prior to turning twenty, and I don't recognize that version of me anymore ( Read more... )

( Talk about feminism and body image, mostly. )

( So you're not really obligated to read this, hah. )

Just a quickie before I go to bed, I guess.

School is absolutely brutal. I am constantly stressed and while I'm studying music and it's far better than if I were studying anything else, it's the pressure of playing and singing in front of people, and it's the anxiety that I'm not really learning anything concrete or substantial. It hasn't even ( Read more... )

And that's something quite rare for me, I think. This past month or so has been so absolutely wonderful ( Read more... )

I'm getting older, as I always knew I was going to, but the novelty of it has worn off such a long time ago.

Starting in eleventh grade or so, I've wanted to stop growing up. Eleventh grade was...four years ago. I've stopped wanting to grow up when I was fifteen. But this looming growing up-ness never stops, never gives you the time to breathe. ( Read more... )

I actually don't even like LJ that much, mainly because how not user friendly it is, but since everyone had it ~back in the day~ (and now? Is this still true now?), I felt like I was missing out ( Read more... )