finding clarity once again
i'd love to speak with you, truly.
tell me how you are.
please stop the,
“remember when the only thing you had to worry about was sidewalk chalk and snacktime and hulahoops and bubbles and tutus and silliness and blah blah blah but now boys don’t pay enough attention and we’re not thin enough where’s my eyeliner i love partying i hate my mom i need to look like all my friends blah blah blah blah blah blah,” thing.
teenagers! wake up! your life is beautiful right now!
this is the key: let go. stop worrying about all the bullshit, be yourself, and love boldly.
