dannyhiga

It’s sad, you know. Growing up. Your whole life up until now, you’ve been so distracted, worrying about the wrong things. You used to throw a fit when you didn’t get the toy you wanted. Then you grew up a little. You used to ask your parents for money to buy clothes. Then you grew up a little. You were the angriest kid in the world when they wouldn’t let you out at night. Then you grew up a little. And a little more. And a little more. You’re in school stressing over exams, fighting over love, and balancing your job; trying to prepare to be an adult. It’s sad. Sad that it’s so easy to get distracted and not only see how fast we’ve grown as kids, but also not seeing how fast our parents are getting older. It’s sad to see ourselves take pills to stay awake, stay focus, or even to get fucked up, while our parents are taking pills just to stay alive so that their bodies can function properly. It’s sad to know how selfish and self-centered we can be as kids. How we can be so naive and oblivious to the important things. But that’s apart of growing up. You get exposed to things. You learn the truth no matter how much it sucks. And the only thing you can do is accept it.