i read something from four years ago in my journal, and it was like i just wrote it today. what does that say about me? have i not grown at all? my mind says no, of course you have. you are a completely different person. but when i read things like this, my heart is saying im still the same little girl who still doesnt have her questions answered. i turn 24 in a few days. sometimes i want to cry about it. and sometimes im really excited about it.
bring on december.