so it was just my birthday, and in my bedroom at my parents house i have a precious little pencil-chart written in the doorframe, of how tall i was each year of my life. SO, yesterday, when i stopped by their house, i decided to make a mark for my 22nd year, and to my fucking surprise, i've grown.

what the hell? i thought one was meant to stop growing at age 16,17, or 18. and i DONT WANT to be any taller. i've been in the 5'9 - 5'11 range since 6th grade, and have remained at 5'11 for about 2 years. and yesterday, i was 6'0 and a smidgen. i measured thrice, to make sure. and i don't want to grow anymore. i was done at 5'9. god please dont let me get taller...

what gives?

(kr nurses....)

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Maybe your wall shrank?

I shouldn't joke, I'm holding out for a late height spurt.

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His last request was a bulletproof vest or a god

chubby feet?

new carpet? (could be alot thicker than the previous one)

nope. same carpet, regular feet.

and i have noticed my pants (which are already a pain in the ass) are shorter than normal, but i assumed that is because i do a really shitty job at laundry, and throw everything in the hot water/high heat wash/dry cycles, and that they shrunk.

fuck.

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