Hello! I've decided to change this to a personal blog so that I wasn't rambling on my rp blog so ignore the first few posts ♥. Yall can call me AG, I don't know what I'll exactly be posting but I guess we'll see when we get there. Feel free to interact or not, it's up to you
A little about me: I am 18, but please keep it PG. I'm a student athlete in high school so I'm quite busy (you wouldn't be able to tell from the amount I'm on here).
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♥ AG art - if I decide to post some art
♥ AG writes - idk what to do with this, it may vary
♥ AG says - idk when i say stuff
♥ AG rants - me not being able to keep my mouth shut
♥ AG needs a life - anything character related
playing rdr2 just to hear arthur morgan say good girl and give praises to his horse so i can pretend he's sayin it to me. WHATTTT WHO SAID THATT. YALL WHO SAID THAT.
torn between the urge to live a country style life and marry a cowboy/farmer or live an “american dream” life with a white picket fence, a man with a stable 9-5 in the outskirts of town, and a little apple tree in the backyard with a tire swing for the future kids
(both dreams require land, a perfect husband, will have kids, animals, and a pool. did i mention a smoking hot husband that i can dress up how i like then absolutely jump him when he’s just so hot i can’t take it)
nothing beats wanting to practice drawing portraits + drawing yourself but you can’t stand to look at yourself longer than three seconds in a mirror or picture so you just quit
a great fear of mine is thinking something of mine has improved and i go to show it off cause its hard for me to make things better and so i get excited about it and then they look at me like im stupid cause nothing changed and it probably just looks worse. cause yeah you could have just supported me and helped me