I'm turning 18 tomorrow. That can't even be real. I'm so upset that I won't be a kid anymore, and yet so happy that I'll be free.
I can get my first professional tattoo soon. That'll be amazing. I'm getting a sideways crescent moon, so that it's in a sort of "U" shape...and in it, or above it, or around it somehow (I'll figure it out) will be a lovely deer. And it will all represent Artemis, the goddess of wild things, and it'll be beautiful. Shit. This is very exciting.

That's the only reason I want to turn eighteen though. I feel like 17 is the perfect age, and I hate the idea of being entirely adult...even if I will still be a teenager. It's terrifying.
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