Being fifteen feels the same like any other age. The only difference? Is just growing another wrinkle each day and getting closer to being old and grumpy.
But you know what? Life couldn't get any better than this. One more year till sweet sixteen comes, but I still consider myself as ten years ago. Five.
I still get to jump on my bed, still go on slides and feel the adrenaline rush and who's too old for dolls? I still sleep with them. But nothing completes my age without my friends, him and my family. I love you guys.
I know it's late, but thanks for the birthday wishes ♥
