Frosting

I’m now 15. I’m not sure if I’m happy about it or not. I’m nostalgic. Not just normal nostalgic, but I miss everything that passes, deeply. I’ve always been this way, when I was little I used to keep my old toothpaste containers because I thought I would miss them and never be able to find a great toothpaste like that again. I miss 14, … Continue reading Frosting