When I was younger... I thought that everybody had the same small little features. Same nose, same ears, same eye-shape, same mouth-shape - none of that really mattered because I didn't think there was anything to worry about.
As I grew older... I realized I was wrong. Everybody has different noses, mouths, ears, eyes. Now looking at that sentence, I'm just like, wow I must have been dumb!! But it wasn't any of the immature stupidity within me... It was the innocence. The innocence of being young and free. I never worried about homework, boys, my looks, my clothes... I mean, yeah, I wanted to look nice - but that wasn't at the top of my to-do list.
But now, all of that really matters - especially in a teenage life. Everyday I look at people and notice the different features they have to me. It always reminds me of that time where none of that mattered and everything was so innocently perfect.
I took all of that for granted. I wish somebody was there to remind me to appreciate it all cause everything could change very soon. Who knows, maybe someone did try to remind me. I probably never listened.
I hate it when life seems like it can't get any better... and BANG! Something little happens and your life falls back down again. I HATE IT. I've got exams now, and I'm stressing so much. I don't know what to do. What if I fail?
I'm going to go and try and study. Thanks for your support. <3