Update: this is not me reviving my wattpad account or anything, but I had to do something because the cringe gnawed at the core of my being, a relentless specter, whispering in shadows, and I could not allow it to linger, a weight upon my spirit, festering, until I exorcised its wretched grasp, seeking solace in the light of release.

Anyways, I only randomly revisit this horrid place once every blue moon to verbally abuse my sister. ✌️ 

I'm pretty sure lil 12 year old me was snorting cocaine in between the pages of my Percy Jackson books or sumn bc she was a lil wild for a while. (See what I did there) 
Like fr she actually made it her entire personality...like actually.

If I could go back in time, I would go experience the tearing down of the Berlin Wall, then on my way back I would make it a point to curb stomp the ever living shit out of little Percy McFreak over here, as a way of punishing her for all the cringe she put me through. If you catch my drift.

On that note, here's another quote, for the zest of it all.

"I ain't finna move" -Rosa Parks (probably)