rockonlilmidget
I've grown so much in the past year that it kind of scares me. I've lived in a foreign country, improved my third language but I've also regressed. I've experienced anxiety and add. I never though that I would get to be this bad. Being a grown up kind of blows.
I am not tall at all. I'm actually very short. Sometimes it's aggrevating, especially when people think that it's funny to make fun of me. I hate my body. Sometimes I think that it'd just be easier if I was tall. At least I could reach things and not have to crane my neck to talk to people. I'm the short friend and I'm always going to look like I'm twelve.