Posts Tagged ‘growing up’
Same old complaining
Posted on: June 16, 2011
Everybody has their moment of great opportunity in ife. If you happen to miss the one you care about, then everything else in life becomes eerily easy.
– Mostly Harmless, Douglas Adams.
This isn’t how it was supposed to be.
All children laugh when grown-ups say “these are the best times of your life”. Nobody wants to believe that that’s it – that predictable routine, acne and over-seriousness are the notable traits of the period of your life you’ll long for one day.
But the truth is that all the good things in my life happened before my eighteenth birthday. Read the rest of this entry »
I can’t stop thinking about the person I used to be.
I know it’s stupid, and not particularly helpful. Maybe if I could forget what it was like to be happy then I could learn to accept that this is all there is now. But I hold on, so desperately, to these memories, because they are all I have left of my life. Read the rest of this entry »
Then and now.
Posted on: August 28, 2009
I’ve changed, so much. Is it possible to de-age? Is it possible to lose sense, to lose reason?
Birthday.
Posted on: August 9, 2009
It’s the early hours of the morning, making me officially 21 years old.
Hurray. Read the rest of this entry »
Snap
Posted on: January 27, 2009
The silence and emptiness and blankness of the past few days have broken.
I want them back. I want a barrier between me and this. I fucking hate it.
I’m just sitting and hiding and crying. I feel like such an idiot. Read the rest of this entry »
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