i'm turning 17 this saturday...
the closer the day comes,
the more i think it isn't very significant after all...
well.. it's just another day.
haven't i had 16 other days which are just like that
nothing very special at all

and...
i guess it's really time for me to grow up.
i need to accept... that
fairytales dont exist...
crying doesn't help anything...
and things don't always turn out to be how you want them to.

life's changed.