My name's Royce. Rolls Royce. Turning 21 but acts like I'm 12.
Age is just a number, maturity's a choice. That's my excuse for being so immature.
I'm currently a jobless fresh uni grad who spends her pathetic life blogging all day in my cozy bed. Someone give me a proper job, please.
Drop by my ask and talk to me. I'd love that.