The nice thing about being alone
Is that I can eat half a chocolate frog and a mixing bowl filled with salad at 4:20 and call it dinner.
Is that I can watch The Dark Knight twice in a row if I want to.
Is that I can cry at Tangled without feeling judged.
Is that I can wake up, shower, do my makeup and hair, and get right back into my pyjamas for the day.
Is that I can come across pictures of old boyfriends and be overwhelmed by it in peace.
Is that I can lay in my bed all day without feeling guilty.
Is that I can snuggle up to my gryffindor pillow that still smells like the favourite without having to worry about hurting anyone’s feelings.
Is that I can blast Manchester Orchestra all afternoon and not worry about anyone getting angry.