chancesare

I was reading some old livejournal entries from last year and the beginning of this year and I seem to have become a lot more jaded. I guess you could say I grew up more, but it feels like I've become more hard-nosed and less innocent. It's a little disheartening. I'm not so much of a little girl anymore.

As a man named Seymour once said, I wish I could just be content with a big mac and a pair of nikes. But no.

I just want to get to a place in my life where I do things how I want and I'm not confused/overly influenced by the masses.

I would also like to find someone who loves me.

Until then, that little girl has run away.