18 years old || New Jersey || Artist ||♋ Cancer.
Life is so stupid if you think about it. You spend your entire life going to school and working. Then you die
Being little was so much easier.
The only things we’d cry about was when we fell off our bike and scraped our knees.
We had no care in the world besides getting that Barbie doll or toy car we saw in the store.
We didn’t care how we looked or what we wore, we just threw on clothes and ran outside to play without brushing our hair.
We didn’t care what other people thought of us, we did the silliest, and craziest things without hesitation.We cry over broken hearts. Love is the thing that can destroy you the most now.
We have every care in the world, if you don’t have a job, you don’t have money. If you don’t pass that class you’re struggling with, you don’t graduate.
We do our makeup, and hair every day and we buy expensive clothes to impress people.
We care what other people say. We either cry about it or we say we don’t care (but we really do). We put each other down everyday because of our attire or the way we look or even our race.
We are our own monsters.