these exact thoughts lately.
I feel as though I have grown up so much this Summer. There is so much more stability and confidence in what I want. I came to a conclusion about my future and it feels good, it feels good to say “the conclusion doesn’t actually matter.” I can do whatever the fuck I want and be whoever I want and no one can stop me. Does that mean I grew up? Maybe I just fell even further back into a youthful state…but wherever my maturity may lie, it feels fabulous to not have to give a fuck!