Teenage Dirtbag

I'm a teenager, I make mistakes. I just don't call them mistakes. I call them memories. Memories of love, of pain, of trouble, of friendship, of fun, memories of my life. I'm not gonna say, that this story is a perfect one, with a cute love story without any dark twists and turns, where everything that's important is just a single guy, becoming the love of my life, no. I admit, there's a boy involved, but it's not only about him. It's also about friendship and family and just... Well, kind of everything that makes life enjoyable.
This might be a love story, but it's also the story of how I fell in love with my teenage years and I know it might not be a picture perfect one, but it's a beautiful one.