I wish to the rain my life won't be wasted

(yes i do have a tumblr on which i during the beginning of its existence did use it as a personal blog and wrote all kinds of embarrassing stuff onto it)

But I found a picture of me from 2012 on it



Have you even seen a picture of me? I am going on seventeen there, eating at a fancy café. It looks like I have a scar on my cheek but I assure it's just the light.

I thought I was old and cool. Not knowing how much there was to break inside of me, or how much I could grow as a human and get strong. Because 2012 was a mtherfckng rollercoaster trip I shit you not.

I always said 2012 was the best year of my life, yes, I was in love, I was on an adventure, but my heart also got broken and in the end it was only year seventeen year old me could call the best. 2013 was even worse, I'd say it was the worst year. Yes, I met new friends but some parts of me were cracked during that year. 2014 was okay, it was nice and all. But now, I am happy. 2015.

This is going to be my year. I swear to the rain.

I am going to feel like the world is a head of me now.