When I was little all I wanted was to grow up.
I saw all of the pretty teenagers getting what they wanted and I wanted to be like them, I wanted to grow up.
When I was 6 I saw my mum and dad fighting. It was scary and they didn't look happy. I still wanted to grow up.
When I was 8 all my sister would do was complain about spots. They looked sore and she didn't look happy. I still wanted to grow up.
When I was 10 I saw my brother get his heart broken by a girl. He was scarred and he cried a lot. I still wanted to grow up.
When I was 12 I started a high school. It was terrifying. But the older girls had more power. They were sitting exams and looked miserable. I still wanted to grow up.
Now that I've grown up, I know how they all felt. And I can't stop thinking to myself "why did I ever want to grow up"
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عشوائيJust some quotes and thoughts of everything. For the survivors and the angels. (I blocked a lot of people I know just to make this)
