Through the years

At the time of writing I am...

16 years old.

197 months old.

859 weeks old.

6014 days old.

144, 336 hours old.

8, 660, 187 minutes old. 

519, 606, 068 seconds old.

This time is so long for some and so little for others. 

In this time, I have done so much.

I have smiled and laughed.

I have been loved, and loved others.

I have tried skateboarding, and fell off.

I have thrown up on the street because I drank too much hot chocolate.

I have drawn amazing lyrics on my wrists and hands and arms.

I have done such horrible things to myself.

I have made friends, and lost friends.

I have lied.

But there is so much more I want to do.

I want to watch the sun rise.

I want to have the guts to tell people that I love them.

I want to be able to go outside on my own and not be wary of other people.

I want to meet every single person that I admire.

I want to change the world, so much.

I want to be rich and famous.

I want to just live and breathe and try not to die or care about anything.

I want to hug every single on of my friends in person.

I want to smile and laugh some more.

I want to be successful in everything I do.

I want to be appreciated for who I am, and who I want to be.