Hello!

I'm compeletely bored, so I'll just steal- ekhm, use radiomeddows idea and talk to young myself, throwing all the shit right in the small, innocent myself

Fun!

» Young me — Weronika, innocent 12-year-old blondie.

» Adult me — Anaria. Less innocent, 16-year-old, still blondie.

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*Silence*

W: Omg, I love Linkin Park and Three Days Grace, I'm such a metalhead!

A: *cringes* Why do I do this... *comes to the girl and taps her on the back*

W: *Turns back to reveal 5'7" piece of shit (bonus points for combat boots)* Woah, why does this emo lesbian looks like me?!

A: ...I guess I've always been rude lol.
I'm coming to you from the future, to tell you the truth and open your eyes, blah, blah... No I just like cringing at young myself
But bish, I'm not emo lesbian. Black men clothes are just the best for me, DON'T EVEN MENTION MY HAIR

W: ...

W: You're me??

W: Why men clothes?? *Confused*

A: I've been though this boy's phase, k

W: ...so are you a boy or a girl?

A: Most likely girl.

W: ...
     But you're either boy or a girl-

A: SHUT UP. YOU'LL LEARN SOON.

W: *Gets bored* Tell me something interesting instead. Why is future myself so boring?

A: *sigs* Okay, remember that strong James Bond obsession? You'll get over it and-

W: I WILL NEVER-

A: Shut the fuck up. You'll get over it and slowly become obssesed with classic rock! 🌈

W: What's with those shitty rainbows... Anyway... Wow, classic rock is a good music, I guess. Y'know, uh... Queen, right? Freddie Mercury? Pink Floyd, those drugs lovers? Beatles, that 70s hippie band?

A: *wipes away a tear. TEAR OF SHAME* Honestly...
Oh, wait, I can disturb you even more. You'll be spending lot of your time writing gay fanfictions ; ))

W: WHAT. Wasting my precious talent on gays??

A: Wow, you actually like yourself. Wait for it, that'll also change xD But yes. Very yes

W: Gross... I mean, I'm neutral towards homosexual, but writing about imagined relationship between two celebrities? Uh...

A: *Shrugs*

A: ...

A: But y'know what

A: You're gonna be fuckin' gay yourself *laughs maniacally, seeing her confused face*

A: Okay, I'm being cruel now. But wait, look at him!

(George Harrison spam, eep!)

W: He's pretty cute! Who is he?

A: George Harrison

W: Oh, I think I recognize him... Wasn't he playing in The George Harrison Experiece or something?

(At this point I died)

(...)

A: JIMI HENDRIX Experience, moron. And no, he wasnt playing in that band

W: Okay, whatever *rolls eyes*

A: Oh and remember those times you were spending your entire life on social media? WELL NOW- nothing will change lol
But it'll be Wattpad, and you will meet some great people here (you know who you are 💜)

W: The only thing I consider nice so far.

A: Love you too.

Jeanine: *Suddenly walks in, opens the fridge and gets a milk*

W: Who's this?!

A: Oh, Jeanine, she's my OC. Prepare for some random people in your head. Jean, say something to Wattpad!

J: The Beatles is a shitty music for the pleb and don't get me involved in any of the “fangirl” thing. I'm leaving. *Walks out*

A: Nice.

W: Alright I'm staring to like her

A: See? You'll get used to it. Just prepare yourself for a strong classic rock wave. *Slowly disappears* Goodbye, wanker

W: ...

W: What has happened here

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Young me was so straight and knew nothing about classic rock, cute XD

At this point I'll just do George Harrison spam, cause he deserves it

Y'know, I have a thing for 70s George Harrison and his sweather... 💜

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That's all! Peas and love!