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Things I’d Tell My Teenage Self

So, I found this ‘Things I’d Tell My Teenage Self’ tag, and I thought, why not do it myself?

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I was a real hothead back then, really insecure and angry. I got picked a lot during elementary school, which started my childhood demons. If I had a chance to go back and talk to this girl, I’d tell her “it’s okay… you don’t have to have high grades for them to like you. They’re not worth it.” If I had someone who understood my deal with those girls and told me that, I would have a smoother preteenhood.

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This was the year I had to move to another city. It was the next province over. I had to say goodbye to friends, my granny, and many of the sights I enjoyed. I took out my demons on the people around me, and if I were more gentle, I’d probably have the friendships I’d miss…
Hey, you, next time relax and learn to be a little more open with people. Try to trust and maybe it won’t be so bad. Not all people are evil.

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Grade 9, wow… some of the most happiest moments of my life. That was the year I told myself I was going to change, and most of it worked… That was also the year I started my internet life, and met you guys, you amazing people. :-) :heart:
Randommmmm: that was the first time that year I had surgery… on my teeth, haha. My 6’s were fused to the bone so they had to get them out. :P
Hey, you I’m so proud of the work you made. There may be some bumps along the way, but something tells me you’re going to have an amazing year.

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Wow… that year. :P They said war was hell. Without some special people, both in real life and online, I doubt I be standing here today.
It’s gonna be alright… you’ll find the real friends who know who you are. Sure, mom never really understood you or was there for you, dad always left the room when you needed him the most, dealing with boys was hard and knowing who to trust was a difficult road, but you’ll make it… :heart: There is love, there is hope. :heart:

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Sort of like 16, so nothing much has changed… Though, don’t slack so much during the second semester. And beware of the English teacher at the time…! And don’t have a big ego towards social studies class and English… It’s okay to be in the ‘lower class’. And don’t let not having a boyfriend put you down.

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Wow, look at you…! This time, I am really proud of you. That summer was hard, dealing with all that social drama, but you’ve made it on top, you ruthless woman boss!! You’ve held your head high during grade 12, and… I’m crying. You didn’t need your parents, you didn’t need some boy to make you feel sexy, you finally realized who to value and not to value. You’ve reached your potential in writing, graduating high school and going to post secondary… You were *shinning* that year. You were beautiful, and still beautiful now. :heart: I’m so proud of you. You made it!!

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Wooh!! Now, that’s done, I saw a ‘Draw My Life’ tag, though I sort of written it out, though it does contain some personal information I don’t know if it would make anyone feel uncomfortable, though I don’t mind… Thoughts? :heart:

Thanks for reading this post!!

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i was at a friend’s house once over the summer and they lived on a farm and they had a rabbit cage and i went in because there were like a HUNDRED rabbits in there and my friend thought it would be funny to lock me in the rabbit cage and i was stuck there for a really long while but i had my backpack which had a few snacks and a copy of watership down in my backpack so i gathered all the rabbits around me and read watership down to them and i’m actually a disney princess

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tanikayforever:

Once upon a time, in a faraway land,
A young Prince lived in a shining castle
Although he had everything his heart desired, 
The Prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. 
But then, one winter’s night, an old beggar-woman came to the castle, 
And offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. 
Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the Prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away,
But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, 
For beauty is found within. 
And when he dismissed her again, the old woman’s ugliness melted away 
To reveal a beautiful Enchantress. 
The Prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, 
For she had seen that there was no love in his heart. 
And as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous Beast, and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there. 
Ashamed of his monstrous form, the Beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. 
The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his 21st year.
If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return, 
By the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. 
If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. 
As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope. 
For who could ever learn to love a Beast?

I remember the day I went to see the movie in the theater. I came in early and chose my seat carefully. People began to fill up the rows and so far nobody had sat down in front of me, which made me happy because I am not tall. Then, at the last minute, these four teenage boys filled those seats and I thought, ‘Oh, no, they will be talking and laughing the whole time!’ When the movie began, everyone went quiet and stayed mesmerized and completely engaged in the movie until it was over. As the very last scene played and Beauty and the Beast kissed, the crowd stood up in unison, as if pulled by invisible strings, and burst into applause, yelling ‘Bravo! Bravo!’ over and over again. The first ones to do that were the teen boys in front of me. I realized I had done the same thing the arrogant Prince did in the face of the haggard old lady. I had judged those boys without even knowing them and assumed they would ruin my viewing experience. I had stereotyped them. Needless to say, I have never forgotten the movie or the lesson of which it reminded me.

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formermaleprostitute:

just a friendly reminder that you don’t have to justify your taste in music, movies, or books to anyone and if certain people make you feel bad or ashamed over stuff you like you should probably just tell them to fuck off 

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