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elainephan; eighteen; blunt, and outspoken. live life, & learn. don't "read" me as you "see me." look past my blogs, look deep within my pictures, and you'll find me piece by piece. follow me, facebook me. string me up slowly, tie me together, pick me up glass by glass; and you'll find that im just like you. scared, brave, confident. seeking for passion, and love. seeking to be wanted, to be hated, to be known.my thoughts, my collection, my memories. Reblogs & little comments
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You never get to the point where you think “I am the adult”, but you do get to the point where you think “I’ve dealt with this before.” The older you get, the higher and higher the percentage is of things you’ve already been through. Have you ever changed a tire? Had a flat tire? Someday, you might, and the next time it happens, you’ll know what to do, since you’ve already done it.
-My dad. I’m 24, and asked if you ever shake the feeling of not being an adult, and this was his response. Probably the most comforting thing he could have said.