growing up
growing up is strange. i'm slowly realising that i'm actually a rather bad person. no one can really count on me. i just do what i want and i don't care how it makes anyone feel. when i was younger i sort of convinced myself that it wasn't my fault. children are mostly blameless after all. just victims of their circumstances; of their upbringing, they don't know any better - whatever. though suddenly when you get older that safety net of justification is ripped from underneath you. i do bad things because i'm a bad person. i don't have any excuses anymore. and quite frankly, i'm not sure i ever did.