Maturing is so fucking real because i just went and read the comments i left under the stories I've read in the past and my honest reaction was.... I wanna fucking kill myself, in that age specifically, because my frontal lobe was worse than undeveloped, it was fucking premature and deformed and I can't stand reading any comment without physically cringing. The same goes for my old messages especially in Discord like OH. MY. DEAR. HEAVENS. I don't think me and whoever the fuck wrote that is anyhow related to each other like that. I despise my digital footprint so badly but it's all part of character development so I'm not gonna delete them and let everyone bask in its glorious ominous presence.
