Everyone needs their first

Why is everything this complicated? 
I don’t need anything, but I feel miserable. I guess its a lot easier being fab and without any mistakes. 

3 weeks ago I turned twenty, and im already walking around, loud-talking ’bout how much i never wanna be a teenager again, never! 
I wanna stay young, but never teen. Twenty is a good age right? I mean, i can do a lot of great stuff, being accepted as a grown up, at least some sees me that way… 

I have dignty. And i wanna take my life in control. Be my life’ positive voice over. Not the devils. Even though the devil wears hell of a pair of high hells.

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