Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what’s to come. But that night, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, & look ahead to what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. The thing is, we didn’t have to hate each other for getting older. We just had to forgive ourselves for growing up.
I think i’ve finally come to the point in my life where i’m happy with myself and know that i don’t have to change or be a certain way for people to like me anymore. i’m just fine and if someone doesn’t think i am, screw them.
If you can’t stand the heat … there’s always a cold shower.
