[...] Right now, writing you these previous words, I understood what means to be a grown up. No, I'm not proud of actually admitting that I will block myself from feeling, but I'm definitely proud for being able to recognize what is best for me at the moment. [...]
And this is how I found out the whole thing about being an adult. And what it takes, from you, to be able to do that.
Lots of fuck ups.
L.O.T.S.
Lots of energy, tears as well here and there, and failures. Many of them. A collection, Id' say.
But hey, it must means growth... No?
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