You are a piñata and life is the bat. Unless life has beaten the shit out of you, you’ll never know all the sweets life has to offer and the greatness you can give.
Call me Aristotle bitches.
By 3 lbs I mean a thousand. Sorry, typo.
Parents have two moods:
“You’re a teenager you’re practically an adult you should be doing all this stuff on your own.”
“You’re just a teenager! You’re still a child and are basically not allowed to do anything you want to.”
“You’re just a teenager you don’t know what you’re talking about” But “You’re a teenager you should know all this by now.”