#3amlog

maturity is such an hilarious process tbh. 15 year old me got wasted at parties, thrived when getting boys’ attention, acted to not care about anything or anyone and skipped class regularly. 

Now, ten years later, I dislike alcohol, don’t want any guy’s attention, cry about the smallest thing and am getting my second degree at uni. 

I used to dress in all black and didn’t look or talk to anyone in the street, now i go out in floral dresses and have the longest and nicest conversations with strangers.