sixteen.

i turned sixteen today. 

sixteen has always the age, but now that it's here, i realized it's just an age. 

i woke up this morning, and the first thought in my head was "oh, man. how did I NOT hear my alarm clock?!" then i remembered, it's my birthday, i'm sixteen. 

i don't know... somehow i expected it to be different, i expected to feel different. 

but then it just hit me: sixteen is a special year, but there is no fairy dust about it. 

there is still going to be days that hurt so much my heart hurts (hopefully there will be less than this last year)

there are going to be days i'm feel alive.

there are going to be days where i just wish i could have a forward button. 

but that's life. and it's not stopping for anybody, even if they're sixteen. 

honestly, fifteen was hard. it was filled with too many tears, heartache, and days when my head literally pounded. 

but, i can really say, it was all worth it. 

because it's only when you're in the dark that you can fully appreciate the LIGHT. (and that LIGHT is some prettyyy good stuff, just sayin')

so here's to sixteen. (and hoping it's brave, intentional, and filled wild, messy moments)

xxx. 

the sixteen year old. 

p.s. i've lived a total of 5, 844 days. i don't even know how to respond to that.