Today, my mom told me ;;


 Doesn't it suck growing up; when you start to realize half your child-hood was lies?  and how all those years of believing in some things are completely gone;; now you have to worry about things like grades, boys, and drama instead of worrying if Santa will forget about you or if the Easter Bunny's gonna give you chocolate;; & you cried over losing your princess coloring book instead of your young, broken heart.

 Then I looked my mom straight in the eye and whispered
yeah, it does truly suck.