dare you to move.

I'm growing up.

I still act like a child, but my preferences, the way my bedroom looks, the books I read, the way I dress, It's all different.
My room has no posters, they're all under the bed. It never stays messy for long, everything's mostly organized.
My clothes are different, the only reason I still wear a lot of black is because my family doesn't have the money to buy me new clothes. Graphic tee's that I used to love are now only worn for pajamas.
I'm making a serious effort to cut down on swearing. I started getting in trouble for it for school, and I kinda realized how unattractive it as :/
I'm getting mad into photography, when it used to just be something I did when I wanted to make some sort of Alice or Twilight manipulation with it. I'm gonna try and save money when I get a job to get my own camera. I asked my mum for a Instant Picture Polaroid

Not gonna lie. I act like a bit of an eight year old. I creep out people in grocery stores by dancing down the isles. I throw things into the cart instead of setting them down. I over react a lot. I rap along to the "Handlebars" song. I snap at my sister for silly things. I make funny faces at people during tests in school. I call my Geometry teach "C-Hizzle"

But there are differences.