don’t want to grow up.
I never have. I once wrote in my diary that I wanted to stay 13 years old forever. I think I would still choose that today if I could.
I can see so many of my peers making peace with their aging, but I don’t want to make peace with mine. I think youth is one of the most beautiful and precious things, and I don’t want to lose it.
Childhood is a time of blissful naivete, then we grow older and disillusioned. We become burdened and disgruntled. We become cynical and stuck in our ways. We lose the magic.
I think childhood is preferable to that.
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