An All-Prime Low.

A few days ago I thought I was past my prime. Being 21 years old, this is incredibly depressing to realize/think. I was caught up on Facebook checking myself out in old pictures. I mean, how was I NOT at my prime. I mean, I was hot and hanging with the new kids.

Cut to today, and what do I have? a 9cm gash in my leg from vogueing in the mirror and 6 months left of college. Old alone and done-for? Maybe. But I guess this would have been my quarter-life crisis. Arielle said all I need a motorcycle and a younger man.

But I totally realized, I'm sort of the same person. More or less.
Life doesn't always go the way you plan it. But at least you will always have yourself.