My Mom Didn't Think I Was Cool, But I Did.

[trans_pass]

Once upon a time, long before the ambiguity and constant questioning that came with college, I was very self-assured. In fact, I romanticize the person I "used to be" so much that you'd think that I was my own hero. I try to remember, though, that when I was 17, I was allowed the privilege of being 17; consequences didn't always meet up with my

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[changed_hope]

I was terrified of 17-year-old you.

[trans_pass]

oh you were not. i was not scary at all. angry, yes, but not scary.

[naturalog]

I feel like 17-year-old you, as portrayed in this entry, is a lot like the person I kind of want to be.

Except for colored mascara in my eyebrows.

[trans_pass]

you wait. i was so before my time with that.

[naturalog]

I'll believe it when I see it.