At 8 you see the world how you want to see it; imagine it how you want it to be.
At 16 you see the world ahead of you and long for how perfect it's going to be
At 18 you realise the world isn't what it seems and is full of heart ache and people disappearing from your life.
At 22 you realise that there is no such thing as pure happiness. Things just aren't that simple. You won't wake up and smile like you used to and you won't go to bed smiling either.
Life sucks.
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