Damn, never thought I’d see the day. I haven’t written in forever because frankly, I am just terrible at keeping diaries. Even when its electronic.
I feel good lately. I think I’ve really grown up and I’m proud of myself. I’m proud at everything I want to become and the things I am already achieving. I’m proud for making mistakes, but learning a lot from them and believing in things that not many people even try to.
I still have a long way to go, of course. And a part of me will always be 15, naive, and stupid. But, that’s okay, because a lot of us will always be 15, naive, and stupid, just because. I still want to love so deeply, that I don’t care how hard or how far I fall.
Because falling in love for real is like jumping into a vast amount of water from a cliff, not knowing how shallow, or how deep, knowing damn well you can’t swim. And it’s an incredible feeling.