It's my 19th birthday!
I'm not sure exactly how it's supposed to feel, but I feel like I did when I was 18 yesterday & 17 the year before. It's weird growing up though.
A part of me wants to live like, "Time doesn't exist, only clocks do."
Another part of me wants to live like, "We're running out of time in this world, so I'm gonna live everyday like it's my last one on the clock."
Life is weird. It's beautiful. It's dangerous. It's fun & exciting. It's scary & never ending. Life is something to be celebrated while you're here. Don't wait till you're already gone.
I'm 19. I'm gonna start living like I'm 9 again, and I have my whole life ahead of me.
I suggest you do the same thing.
Dye your hair! Get a tattoo! Spend a dollar or two on somebody else! Or even on yourself! Be loud! Run! Jump! Scream! Sing! FLY!
Do it all. Live.
YOU ARE READING
(Die)ry.
Non-FictionHonestly, this is more or less an online diary. All I do is rant on and on and talk about life. Twitter: @lelabelle7 Instagram: lelabelle90 its_art_dad
