the concept of growing up is so perplexing.
one moment your five years old, baking cookies with your mother the night before christmas. everything so stress free. then in a blink of an eye your a teenager,
or should i say young adult, who's burnt out from exhaustion because of your school exams, fake friends, your toxic ex,
and the anxiety of the cruel world. growing up in my opinion, is unfair.
why can't we stay little forever?
