tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472467301095504743.post3854071826562167176..comments2023-10-09T04:11:12.748-07:00Comments on Hope's Rambling Thoughts: Over the HillHopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12578194395330819153noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472467301095504743.post-70674020163492977132010-07-19T18:54:07.349-07:002010-07-19T18:54:07.349-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Chadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08858414275535796009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472467301095504743.post-49430721466091526922010-07-18T23:47:07.105-07:002010-07-18T23:47:07.105-07:00i think my prim of life was at 9. i had everything...i think my prim of life was at 9. i had everything going for me back then! i had a best friend who i loved and a newfound sense of adventure, the world was my oyster!!<br />i never wanted to grow up. i wanted to run away to neverland and never grow up like peter pan (i wished i WAS peter pan, i didnt like being a girl)<br /><br />i cried when i turned 20..<br />even though it wasnt that long ago, it feels like a lifetime...<br />the funny thing about age is that it really shouldnt matter as much as it does. but there really isnt anything one can do about that.<br />but you can own it, own like its always been yours and flaunt it! <br />and those 16 yr olds wont say, "ew shes old" instead they will say, "dang, shes awesome!"<br />30 flirty and thriving.<br /><br />own it girl!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07089435088547024088noreply@blogger.com