Don't expect any deep insights about the teenage years that are slowly creeping up on you; I don't have any. I'm still trying to figure shit out for myself 4 years in. I'm more fucked up than I ever could have imagined, and whether you want to or not, you'll end up the same way. All of those naive dreams and aspirations you have now won't mean shit in a few years.
Let me give you a pleasant preview of what you'll get to experience as you get older.
You'll stay awake for days on end, unable to sleep because if you actually do fall asleep, you'll have the most horrific nightmares of your life (I'm serious-Guillermo del Toro couldn't come up with better insanity).
You'll wake up feeling so lifeless and empty you could literally impale yourself on a large pike and probably not hit any vital organs.
You'll get to the point where crying even to release emotions isn't an option anymore. Trust me; just try to cry in a few years. You'll get nothing. Absolutely nothing.
The main point here? Enjoy what you have. Seriously. Because it's all going to fucking disappear, and you won't be able to get any of that youthful hope or faith back.
So live it up.
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