It has been a while.
I feel like I'm going through the whole teenage rebellion thing a tad late. I'm fighting with my parents all the time, meaning I rarely come home. I am responsible for myself and want more freedom than they can give me. I can't afford moving out though, and I don't think I'd want to leave on this note.
Some days I really wish I was someone else.
I don't care about acceptance. I just want to be me.
Kind of ironic given that we all use stage names on here.
There is my teen angst. At 19.5 years old. May as well live it out for the next six months when it becomes inexcusable.
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