Ok, you know what?? I like singing! I like to do that.
Now, I am not good by any means. My voice is so mediocre. I could never be in choir. I'm sure with voice lessons and practice, I'd be ok bUT---
I CAN'T SING IN MY OWN HOUSE WITHOUT FRICKIN BEING JUDGED BY MY FAMILY
Like once I was playing piano and it was my favorite song and I was like a'ight I got dis and sang softly and my brother was like "Are you singing??" in thE MOST JUDGMENTAL DISGUSTED VOICE EVER AND I WAS SO ASHAMED FOR TRYING
Yet my Dad is always like "U need to learn to sing and play instruments at the same time blah blah."
Well I can't do that with three siblings around or honestly my parents either.
So, being home alone is a rate and blessed gift. I play my music at the loudest possible volume and sing at the top of my lungs aND ITS GREAT I LOVE BEING HOME ALONE
SERIOUSLY RIGHT NOW I WANT IT TO BE A SPRING/SUMMER DAY AND TO PRANCE IN A MEADOW SINGING 'FAMOUS LAST WORDS' BY MCR
SUCH URGE TO SING

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