I used to be excited for the new year. New year, new changes. But now, realizing that I’m growing up and am soon to be in college, it’s a scary thought. I couldn’t wait to grow up and have a family and a job and to be an adult. Now, the only thing i’m concerned with is staying young for as long as possible.
All the little things that used to bug you so much are the things you’ll miss most when everything you had is gone