listening to an album for the first time is weird bc you have to give your full attention to it and you cant sing along
Sometimes it’s hard to see the difference between growing up and changing. Are you changing because you are growing up or are you growing up because you are changing? I’m coming to that point where you wake up and turn around and see how everything is different and I don’t know whether that makes me happy or sad. I feel a change in myself that seems ever so dangerous yet exhilarating . I’m not sure how much I’m liking the person looking back at me in the mirror anymore. Who am I and what the hell has happened to who I used to be? I’m not sure what is better , being the girl who hated herself but knew what she felt or the girl who loves herself but is unsure of what she thinks anymore. This change is horrifying me because I’m stuck between who I used to be and who I am becoming..