We're only young once and I know all too well about that. Does being young entitle us to do reckless and destructive things? Is that considered living while we're young? Partying till the wee hours, drinking till you're not even sure what sober is and smoking till our lungs hurt. Indulging in our unhappiness and the feeling of inevitable emptiness during the adolescent years. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be doing.
Like sometimes the burn from whiskey just makes me feel alive. Maybe he was right. Maybe that itch in my heart is now gnawing on my brain.
Probably time to grow up.
Probably time to grow up.
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