15

I wish Taylor Swift had been around when I was in high school. Even though I'm well past 15 I remember being able to relate. The dorky little 14 year old in me is singing at the top of her lungs and crying her heart out. 

It's an interesting growing up in a small town where the mistakes you make follow you around until you move away. I came to SC for a reason. I wanted to see who I was outside of the stereotypical band dork (which I still kind of am) and that girl who always felt left out. Sometimes still have to convince myself not to be that girl, and to not do stupid things just because I think that I'm hurting. It makes me want a time machine so I can shake that girl and go "SNAP THE FUCK OUT OF IT! It's going to be okay. You'll get out of here and find who you are!" 

I know I'm still working out the kinks but it's getting easier to let myself be happy.