I've been sitting on this for days, trying to figure out what to say. And I still have no idea. I'm sitting at home, alone for a week, listening to random songs, anywhere from Kanye to Tim McGraw.
No one will ever read this most likely, and that's okay, because there's always a chance. =)
Being 21, almost 22, is probably the worst age. Sure, more freedoms have come, but I certainly don't feel like an adult. I don't act like an adult, I don't do adult things except drink alcohol, which I've been doing since I was 15. There are all these pressures to figure out my life. I feel like everyone my age feels this way. Pressure to be an adult, pressure to know what I want to do for the rest of my life. Like are you kidding? I'm maybe 1/5th through my life, how the heck am I supposed to know what I want to do with my life.
I know things will come when they're supposed to, but when the heck will that be? I don't even know where to begin.
Here's to hoping that some miracle will come along and I'll figure it all out. Until then, here are quotes from a song that I've listened to 7 time just tonight.
xox
skye marie
