So it just hit me that I'm gonna be 18.

I don't want to.

I want to be a kid. Like, forever. I don't want to be a grown-up or do grown-up things like dishes and bills and buying groceries and commuting. I'd rather roll in the grass and splash in puddles and read books and trade pokemon. I wish getting dirty could still mean getting coated in mud, and that sleeping around meant having sleepovers at a lot of friends houses. I wish clouds could be made of cotton candy and fairies still wrote me letters.

Ahhhhh. Why did I watch Peter Pan. 

I guess when you're a kid, everything is new, and new things are interesting like magic. You believe stuff people tell you because you don't know otherwise. Now that I'm older, I know. Things aren't so new anymore, so I guess they're not so magic. Why? I see new things all the time, I just don't notice them because 'I know otherwise; there's no magic.' Well.....................................

Why am i growing up. Stupid Wendy. If I were her, I'd stay the fuck in Neverland with that charming, cocky Peter Pan and fly around on my fairy dust pirate ship. Though I probably wouldn't have fed Captain Hook to the crocodile. I'd just make him take baths all the time.

1 comment:

The Conductor said...

Darling. You can choose to be youthful adult. Promise.


Wow, you really read all that? Danggg. Props! =]

Well, I see you've just had the imponderable joy of stumbling onto the blog of an 18-year-old girl who can't really describe herself in 500 words or less, such as in little text boxes like these. She didn't intend her blog to really become so much like her online diary (she was hoping it would have an interesting, helpful purpose to serve the world and all) but blogging is just kind of fun. This girl's a bit of an environmentalist and a full-tilt vegetarian, a bit of an artist who can't draw, a bit of a writer who can't find time to read, and a completely hopeless romantic. She enjoys white chocolate, coloring, wading in creeks, music, Doctor Who, and speaking in third-person when it's unnecessary like this.

Now go read the rest of the blog and meet her, if you like of course. :)