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I think she’d be confused about why I ship countries, but she might be proud of me keeping some of my old friends for so long. So we’d get along just fine~
I don’t think so… My 8 year old self would be confused:
- why do I still watch some cartoons
- why don’t I have husband or at least boyfriend
- why don’t I have children (really, as 8-year-old child I thought I would have children).
- and why am I not beautiful.
Same, ‘cept a little different~ like she’d probably be wondering:
- What happened to my Prussia-levels of awesome confidence
- Why am I still fat (Back then I was told that my chubbiness was just baby fat, so I assumed I’d be hot skinny and sexy by the time I was AT LEAST 16 8I)
- Why do I still let my parents tell me what to do
- why don’t I have a husband and a job
Other than that she’d probably be cool with the idea of me still liking cartoons and stuff XD
Eh, probably. She’d probably be confused as to why I still live at home, but other than that, she’d be cool with pretty much everything.
Neither of us put it to any thought and therefore the question is unanswerable. However we will leave you with this: Pineapple.
(Source: theythinkimfine)
Kidding me?? They would break down and cry.
Honestly? Most likely not…
My 8 year old self will be proud.
hell yes, id be able to beat myself in an argument about super hero’s.
THEY WOULD BE DISSAPOINTED BECAUSE 8-YEAR-OLD ME thought that m yilness would go away. i was supposed to be better by...