my entire life is comprised of me deciding if i should fiesta or siesta
(via daydreams-and-daffodils)
Untitled: Growing up
I spent most of my childhood waiting to grow up and now that I’m older I just wish I was younger. I mean where’s the logic. We wait for this idea of being free and independent but in the end that’s not what we get. We get trapped in a world where adults have to work, filled with responsibilities…
