Wednesday, May 11, 2011

immaturity

my dear, you're too young for this.

being perpetually sober and perpetually bitter about it is only acceptable when you're 60 and have beaten alcoholism, not when you're a teenager and you've been legitimately wasted once.

and you didn't even black out.

what do you even need to forget? you'll spend the rest of your life trying to remember these wonder years, darling. don't fuck with the process.

and just a note about broken hearts at fifteen- chill with language like that. hearts don't get broken, for one thing. they get crushed or punctured or explode maybe, but they don't break. they're muscles. your heart can make it fifteen years without doing the impossible. boys aren't impossible when you're fifteen, they haven't discovered who they are or what they can do yet.

and neither have you! don't spoil your entire future by having men measure up to boys who can't even fathom being someone who'd deserve the person you'll be.

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