Age 19

University, second year.
I can’t remember what I was like back then, it’s only been two years but you know when its human instinct to adapt little types of personas base on the social interactions you have with the people around you? Like the constant people around you…
When the people that were constant then, are not so constant any more.
The shifting of people that were constant at that time was happening then and is still happening, slowly we are drifting away from each other, and that makes me sad

However I will point out the fact that I am fully aware of what is happening, I do believe it’s time to sort of cut the ties, people need to grow.
I don’t think you understand she was my best friend, I’m talking midnight drives, 8 hour drives a day… listening to music, banter alcohol, cigarettes and nothing else
They were such happy days …

So fucking Nostalgia.
I think my high school self was onto something… not every post but some, I remember that time, that fashion, that deep and meaningful quote about that boy I didn’t give a fuck about…

5 years on and logging back onto my account for the first time in 3 years, I’m going to start writing about things that I actually give a fuck about

I’m going to be angry, sad, and whatever else there is but mainly it’s going to be about a boy
I know, I’m sorry

Unfollow if you don’t want to be disappointed
Most of yous won’t give a fuck either way

• my dad: growing up is hard
• my dad: first you believe in santa
• my dad: then you don't believe in santa
• my dad: then you are santa
• my dad: then you look like santa