Last day as a teenager

I think the title really says it all. It’s my last day, 24 hours, as a teenager. It feels so.. surreal. I don’t know what to think. Does this make me old? Am I grown up now? Should I even be blogging after drinking this much? I think the answer to all those is “probably not”. So really, all I have to say is this is my last day as a teenager. Maybe I’ll feel different tomorrow. Maybe not. Hopefully I’ll feel like blogging about it. For now, I shall celebrate.

the little birdy


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