the miserable life of a miserable teenager

chapter nineteen - big girls don’t cry



“Grow up.”What a weird thing to say to a child.

Actually, I couldn’t. Physically impossible for a child with a kid’s level knowledge, to grow up.

And what the fuck does that mean?

Let’s steal the tiniest drop of youth left in this generation?

Everybody’s shocked kids are wearing makeup and acting like adults…

when you’re the ones that said “grow up”?

Gave you what you wanted and now you’re upset? Grab a tissue, big girls don’t cry. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.


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