I got an e-mail today that said:
"you should get younger friends.. not old assholes like me"
I came to the sudden realization that I am young. I cannot move on past my initial thoughts. I am in no way mature. I am a 19-year old girl from the East Bay that really doesn't do shit but fuck around with my life. Look at my friends around me? They are all older. I have a few friends my age, but I can't relate to many people my age. That doesn't make me any older than my current age. That doesn't make my mentality older. I remember waking up one day and a friend telling me, "You are older than most girls your age. You are more mature than your friends." How can that be true? My innocence rules my life. I have been through so much in my life, but my innocence remains intact. I am not like the people I hang out with. I am different. I am still a child. I am still taken aback by situations that no longer faze my mature counterparts. My sense of humor is immature. They way I deal with my emotions is immature. I see people around me that can say how they are feeling to people and I can't. I either act with hostility toward them or I try my hardest to remain civil and end up being probably one of the most passive aggressive people you could ever meet. I am not mature. I am young. I no longer see age as a thing of no importance. It has all the meaning in the world.
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