how as we get older, we start to loose that happiness.
The kind that was just always there.
It wasn't so hard to get out a smile, giggle, or just flat out loud obnoxious laugh.
The most stupid tiny things brought you joy.
I miss that.
I miss not worrying.
Looking good in every single picture and loving life.
But everything just goes downhill from there.
You become "to fat, to ugly, to gross."
Your hair looks "nasty."
This little thing called drama starts to take over your life, when all you used to care about was who got the pink cup.
Than you get even older, and all that...
"she stole my boyfriend, i'm not a slut, yada yada yada..."
fades away.
Then...
its all about "almost being late on the electric bill, gotta work, no money..."
And finally it just gets to the point where you sit at home watching game shows and only get up to use the bathroom every 5 minutes.
Being a kid is just...the best years of your life.
First its the big "2 digits!"
Then its the big "thirTEEN"
Next comes the "Sweet Sixteen"
Then the "OMG! I can go to real jail now & smoke!"
After that the "BIG 21!"
From that the only thing that comes next is the big 4-0.
A big reminder that you are no longer that young person you used to be.
You are considered old.
Its sad.
Really.
And I'm already done the really really easy part.
So all there is left for me to do is really try and make the best of this.
:(
Awesome rush tonight.
Really, best I've had in awhile.
Thank you.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
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