I'M EMILY. I'M 23. I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT THE HELL I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE. IT'S A PROBLEM I'VE HAD LATELY. I WANT TO WRITE. I WANT TO DIRECT. I WANT TO ACT. I WANT TO PAINT. I WANT TO MAKE DOCUMENTARIES. BUT MOST OF ALL I WANT TO TELL STORIES.
BUT SOMETIMES I JUST THROW SWORDS IN THE AIR. NO REALLY. AND I CATCH THEM. SOMETIMES.
ALSO POTTERMORE SAYS I'M A SLYTHERIN. I QUITE AGREE.
"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."