When we were young.

Dear Diary, 

Being a young adult is hard. You can be forced into maturity like 0 to 100 real quick bro.You can’t be inquisitive, playful, can’t throw tantrums anymore. You’ll be told things like ” You’re no longer a baby” or “Aren’t you too old to be doing that?”

But you’ll also want to do somethings and you’ll be told ” You’re too young” or “You’re not old enough to do that”. And the adult age differs round world , I mean why?.Can’t y’all make up your mind?.

 I personally believe this is the hardest stage in life. It determines a lot of things, how your parents will treat as you grow older, What you wanna become, you start making choices and decisions like what to wear, very hard right? I know. Okay lets be serious. You have decisions like what you wanna study , a career path, not to mention the compulsory search (this applies to the females mostly) to find the perfect life partner. All this bull crap.

And don’t get me started on how your parents won’t agree with the decisions you’ve taken and the friends you have, leading to continuous agruments and fights. If you have religiously stricts parents you’ll be able to relate to my life .Considering the fact that you didn’t pass through the rebellious stage you had to skip in your teenage years,you still can’t have any fun. It’s sad.

It’s too bad this stage didn’t come with a free trail, I mean we would have been more prepared right?

Song suggestion: Twenty One Pilots – Guns for Hands. 



I love food

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