“Suddenly you’re a grown up and you’re screaming along in the car to all the songs you listened to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good.”
the fact that time passes and things change and people leave and you can only go back to a place physically and you will never be 14 15 16 again………….. i don’t understand how we are meant to endure that
when you listen to a song you used to listen to ages ago and you get that weird as fuck spine chilling feeling as you remember how your life was at that point in time
“I wish I hadn’t become so conscious of everything. Once I wouldn’t have noticed: now every conversation, every encounter with a person seems like crossing a mined field; and why can’t I accept that one’s closest friends at moments stick a knife in, deep, between the ribs?”
— Doris Lessing, from “The Golden Notebook,” originally publ. c. 1962
