Dear 2019,
You’ve been a bitch and a pure joy at the same time. I really don’t know how to describe you, but let me tell you one thing for sure, you turned out much more different than I expected.
I fell in love with a country I can now proudly call my second home and by visiting Orlando and NY City, I got to see two of my dream destinations. My bucket list grew from a piece of paper to the thickness of a book and I turned 18. Month by month, I started to appreciate the age of consent more and more. I got inked, even though my parents were completely against it and i’m happy to say it was the right step. By now, even my parents like my tattoo. Nevertheless, I made some pretty dumb decision nobody understood, not even I when I look back at them and I had to struggled with school pressure quite a bit. However, in the end my hard work payed off. I had to deal with ups and downs (the driving test I fucked up last week for example;)
Dear 2019,
thank you for making me grow as a person. It’s been a blast, but you can leave now.
