when you are nineteen the world feels endless. life is exciting like wearing glittery eyeshadow, wearing heels for the first time, twirling in your new dress with fireworks in the background. being nineteen is being old enough to know that you'll only remember the nice things, and not old enough to keep you from touching the grass with your bare feet. it's a last chance, the last time to be childish. the last year anyone will ever make excuses for you, oh she doesn't know any better.
you don't know this yet, but adulthood is about fending off the loneliness. i hope you only find out when you are loved enough to never feel discouraged at life, even when it gets dirty and unjust. you are nineteen and your job is to collect every moment, know this: your heart will hold on to them for ever, want to or not. this is the year of bad desicions, cheap vodka, the year of sweetness. this is the last year.
life is looking at you in the face. don't give your back to it.