NOW PLAYING: BETWEEN TWO LUNGS- FLORENCE + THE MACHINE
I made the mistake of going through really old photographs, and I realised there are too many things from the past that I miss.
I miss my best friend.
I miss having a fringe.
I miss feeling naive.
I miss the times when I was clueless about the art of Hating People Just Because You Can.
I miss being skinny.
I miss doing whatever I want without worrying about being judged.
I miss feeling like I belonged.
I miss the crazy times I spent with my closest friends.
I miss being liked.
I miss the absence of my self-consciousness.
I miss my old friends whom I hardly talk to nowadays.
I miss being a good friend.
I miss being a kid.
I miss the privileges that come with being a kid.
I miss feeling happy all the time.
And now they’re gone, out of my grasp, forever.