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Let me convince you how much of a man I am.
It’s 5 a.m in Cancun. The girl next to me snores so damn loud that even being drunk won’t let me sleep through it. As I’m typing this, my best friends passed out with his pants around his ankles, we lost the rental car, and my bank account is gassed. Third day here and I’m pretty sure my kidneys are seconds away from failing.
So all in all I guess you could say spring break is going pretty well.
Pretty well ’cause I’m embarrassingly drunk right? It’s a success because I can flex on Insta and let people know my spring break is better.
Isn’t that the goal? To travel 1,400 miles just to party with the same people I party every other weekend with. Fuck the same people. Smoke the same weed. Listen to the same fucking songs at the same fucking parties with the same fucking crowd that I lowkey hate. Ninety-five percent of these people can catch hands. Actually I’m about unfollow some right now.
I’m so fucking lost. We all talk about how grown we are. But to me we’re still kids who can’t even pay our phone bills.
We talk about how we want relationships, but can’t even text one person at a time. We preach we are intelligent, but can’t seem to stop doing the same stupid shit.
I talk about how grown I am. But I feel like I have more things in common with my 7-year-old sister at times.
Okay I’m 21. And drunk. Maybe I’m being a little melodramatic. I’m young. My best friend who’s lying in the puddle of his own vomit. He’s young too. This girl next to me. She’s young. For all I know she’s the future Secretary of State.
So where is the rule book to being an adult for us? Has anyone else gotten it? If you have send me the PDF version.
I think, “How do I be a man if I’m in the habit of being a boy”.
In this alcoholic haze, I’m still completely content with being this boy.
And that’s the problem right there.
Because I love being young. I love these drunk nights with my squad because the stories we will tell will be amazing. I love going on adventures, screaming about Bernie Sanders to strangers and having passion-induced waves. Cause these are memories. Memories that will keep me young even in old age.
So yeah I’m not a man.
I have a lot of growing up to do
I think we all do..
That’s not something anyone should be ashamed about. We’re young. Shit isn’t supposed to be simple. Some days we’re supposed to feel like NONAMEGYPSY, other like Desiigner.
So don’t be hard on yourself for mistakes. They happen. They’re a part of growing up. Pursue happiness within yourself and you’ll be alright.
Just grow up away from the mistakes, not with them