18 and Life

That's a song by Skid Row. Not that it's a favorite, but I thought it was apt.

I'm scared of being 18. Being able to legally buy alcohol is not sufficient consolation for all the other responsibilities that come with A-levels and subsequent adulthood.

Life has been so so good since I started this relationship (ehh, why hide it?). I don't know how else I'm going to pull through this year. He's the best support I've ever had.

Nothing else to say, really. This blog is dead. I don't care about any of you or whether you're reading this. You probably don't give a crap about me either, and I don't care that you don't care.

I'm not sure why I'm here.