I wish i was older.

And I'm starting to think i have a problem with blogging, until i realised it's the only way i can express the things i feel and believe with out being judged and being told I'm wrong or stupid. I've accepted the fact that i trust know one, because I've been hurt and let down to much, And I've also learnt that it doesn't bother me anymore. I guess I've grown up since moving here. When i moved here, i thought it was a good thing, being a new start, but the thought of starting a new school, was the worst thing possible that i thought could happen. The first day, was alright, meeting some kid, i was told to never go out with. But i got to know him, and I just couldn't help my self. He was perfect in every way, and there was nothing about him I didn't like. I didn't understand how i found someone i had an automatic connection with in such a short period of time, but i didn't fight it. Within two days of meeting him, we we're together, And 3 weeks later, i still die inside when ever he leaves me for a moment. I don't think I'll ever stop missing you, and i just have to get use to it.

I just wish i was older so these problems would disappear.