holy cheesus, I'm 22.
I feel like just yesterday I was a little girl, wanting to be older.
When I was older I would be stronger, smarter, more capable.
I would be pretty and popular and have a nice cat and a nice boyfriend.
I think I also wanted a purple car.
Obviously, not all of those things have happened,
but it's been quite a life, and while I may not like everything that's happened in it,
the older I get, the more I appreciate how every moment,
every instant,
they shape you and teach you to grow.
So bring it on, 22. You've got nothing I'm afraid of.
I feel like just yesterday I was a little girl, wanting to be older.
When I was older I would be stronger, smarter, more capable.
I would be pretty and popular and have a nice cat and a nice boyfriend.
I think I also wanted a purple car.
Obviously, not all of those things have happened,
but it's been quite a life, and while I may not like everything that's happened in it,
the older I get, the more I appreciate how every moment,
every instant,
they shape you and teach you to grow.
So bring it on, 22. You've got nothing I'm afraid of.
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