I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.
Then I spend time with teenagers.
And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.
This is not your destruction.
This is your birth.”
Changing my age from ‘nineteen’ to ‘twenty’ is the most depressive thing I have ever done on Tumblr. Geez.