I get so depressed because of the fact im not turning 18 this year…
but then I remember all of the amazing shit happening next year and it makes me happy. 18 means:
- I’ll be legal!
- I get to start my sleeve
- I audition for Suicide Girls
- I go to Europe for a month and party with my cousin at Oktoberfest
- Freedom.
Yay! Only like another 350 days or some bullshit left.









