I realized how shallow I've become lately, thinking of nothing but clothes and what to splurge on next. I guess it's cause being attached for so long (then) played certain parts of my life on repeat countless times, until you've finally rid me of my youth. I was blinded and I really wish I could turn back time.
Now all I wanna do is anything but to grow up... I could be 20 and soon be working for the first time in my life, but I'll have to promise myself that it's only the beginning of everything.
p.s. Sundays make me wanna bury myself to sleep. Forever.