just a thought but,
is it really that important for you to judge people because they don’t go out and get drunk every weekend? because honestly it’s just not that fun to me, considering me and my besties did that when we were 15 and 16. It’s just not fun anymore and even if it was I probably still would do it. It’s a poisonous environment, basically makes me sick thinking about it. The amount of fake smiles I’d have to show just to not be pulled into some sort of argument… the amount of regrets that happen within one night..
I have my own apartment, with my own kitten, my own bills, my own life to live.
I’d rather not sick on a stool watching the same people every weekend dress up in different outfits just to take pictures to post on facebook.
get a grip, and if you’re not, don’t judge me while you’re at it.
I do fun things too, I just don’t have the same definition for it.
Maybe it’s a coming of age, or maybe I’m just growing up to fast…
whatever it is, this is how I feel and it won’t change.
I work for a magazine, and it’s ALL I’ve ever wanted. I never even thought I’d make it this far
I can’t let anything stand in the way of Allison Rose- “Editor in Chief”
