I just read something my friend posted on tumblr and flat out it just made me burst into tears. You wait your whole life waiting to turn 18 so you can be an adult and do a bunch of adult things. In all truth though 18 is still so young, thats not even 1/5th of your potential life span. Seriously we have to re-live the span of time we’ve already lived 4 more times… I thought the amount of heartbreak, happiness and sadness that I’ve been through already was a lot, I have 4 times more of that to go through. fuck. I miss my home, I thought once you turned 18 you were magically imune to being home sick, well thats not true at all. I miss my friends, I miss my parents, I miss my dog, I miss my house and my car and my school and my town. Its a great adventure moving to the other side of the world but its fucking hard. It makes me realize how much i took everything for granted back in England. You just expect everything to be the same forever and then all of a sudden its the end of high school and everyones gone and you’ve left home and nothing is the same anymore and its all really scary. Then you get to go home and visit but you know its not going to be the same… nothing there is how you left it. People have moved on, you’ve changed and although everything looks the same its not. God I just want to go back in time a year, everything was so different a year ago and i miss it more than words could describe. I wonder if life will ever be as good as it was when I was with my girls. </3