I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.
Then I spend time with teenagers.
And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.
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the tragic finale
I was jealous of Robb my whole life. The way my father looked at him, I wanted that. He was better than me at everything - fighting and hunting and riding. And girls. Gods, the girls loved him.