Sooner or later, everyone loses their innocence.

And some of us miss it.

Hm.  For the past few years, I've been a pretty depressed person. Over that time, I learned to hide it pretty well. Nobody really knew. Not my parents. Not even my best friends. Recently, I've just let it out. Completely. Full strung. To the public. And in a way, it felt good. It did. But even more recently, I've realized... I need to be HAPPY.  So... why not go for it?

With that being said, I pure dgaf what anyone thinks, what anyone says, what anyone does, including myself. I'm going to do whatever the hell I want, basically. If I want to be happy, I'll do it. And because of that, I sort of lost that innocence I always loved to proclaim to the world. "I'm so innocent!"  Yep.  Gone.  Just like that, in less than 12 hours. 

Do I care? I'm not quite sure yet. I think I don't though. I mean, I'm supposed to be dgaf'ing, right? So, hell. Why would I care? I'm seventeen years old. Kids my age should be out having fun, doing stupid shit, partying ... just having a blast living. So... I did.  I did it.  I finally broke a few rules over these last few weeks. Just letting loose. Forgetting those huge boundaries and rules I had set for myself. Nobody was forcing me to... I just did it. Some people might think that's good of me, but hey, that's all over now.

And let me be perfectly clear and honest with you...

IT FELT GREAT TO LET GO.