In less than 12 full days I will legally be allowed to consume alcoholic beverages, and this fact alone depresses the hell out of me. I wish I knew why. Lately, all I can think of is everything that has ever happened to me thus far in life. I was sixteen, and everything was so what? Full of opportunity? I don't know if that is the right way to put it, but it's the only way I can think of right now. I feel like I should have made so many decisions by now that I haven't made. Kissed so many people that I haven't kissed. I have so many stretch marks that I shouldn't have. It is a weird feeling being so old, yet having all of your elders claim you are so young. It all makes me wonder: am I who I was? How long will it take for me to get to who I will be? How much longer can I last in this in between state of not being a teenager, but not being an adult either?
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