looking at this picture i realize i wouldn't gone back in time if i could. 12 years old, i have seen better days. i loathed 7th grade. and jr. high. i was so god damn young! i wish i just could've relaxed abit. nothing really mattered back then... i wish i would've known that my depression was passing, the stupid immature guys would grow some balls and the grades were bullshit. popularity was the most important there was, and honestly, i was never a part of the cool crowd. what strikes me as a paradox though, is that the coolest kids in school nowadays still live in our small town. they work. drink in the weekends at the same place. seeing the same faces.
"time goes by, the tour is over, i survived - passed the time in my room alone."
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