I’ll warn that most of the things you’re about to read may seem like they’ve been written by an angsty spoiled 15-year-old girl. That’s what I am, after all.
I’m too scared to live – simple as that. I like my life the way it is now (well, maybe not). I enjoy the freedom that comes with those teenage years; in fact, I love it. Perhaps too much.
I don’t like to preoccupy myself with the outside world. I’m really ignorant that way. I learn what they teach me in school, but never one have they addressed the simple topic of “How to buy a candy from […]