When I was a kid, I looked forward to adulthood. I wanted to be big and tall with boobies and I would be often found playing around with oranges in my chest ,where my breasts now stand. I was a naughty kid you could say, was vibrant and full of life. Happy, some might even say. Now ,I've discovered that with growth comes a whole lotta responsibilities, bad decisions ,regrets and so on.
Along the line, I forgot how to smile. Even started thinking and believing that my smile was ugly.
I picked up my phone yesterday,and I took this picture. And even though I've noticed that a lot has changed due to stress and stuff, I can still see the 8 year old girl in me. And she's beautiful❤