I’m excellent at being a fangirl. I love to write. I worry about everything. I think too much. I’m the quietest person you have ever met.
Now for the important part. My fangirlness.
I’ve been to 30 Jonas Brothers concerts, would cut off a finger to meet Miley Cyrus, have a large spot in my heart for Zac Efron, sing obnoxiously loud to Taylor Swift, currently discuss nothing but Pretty Little Liars, and ship Ezria. Basically, I’m 16. But really—I’m 22.