An Introduction

"I am a millennial. Generation Y; born between the birth of Aids and 9/11, give or take. They call us the global generation. We are known for out entitlement and narcissism. Some say it's because we're the first generation where every kid gets a trophy just for showing up. Others think it's because social media allows us to post when we fart or have a sandwich for all the world to see. But it seems our one defining trait is a numbness to the world. An indifference to suffering."-Madison Montgomery, American Horror Story, Season Three, Coven. 

I started this blog purely on an impulse. An impulse to write, to share my thoughts with a world that could hardly care less. I didn't start this blog for fame or money or notoriety. All I wanted to do was write. And so here I am, writing. 

I am thirteen. Naive, reckless, immature, "too young". I suppose. Johnny Depp once said that the problem is that everybody treats teenagers like they're stupid. We may be stupid, but so was everyone once. We just haven't had the chance to correct our mistakes and grow into our own skin yet. We are finding ourselves, creating and subsequently destroying.  But for or a diamond to be born, there must be high temperature and pressure. So we wreck ourselves, crumble. Because this is not our destruction. This is our birth. 

"This isn't the real me, yet it is. There's different versions of me, and they're all the real me. And you know what? That kills me. It's too confusing. I'm not one person. I've got a twenty-something body, eight-year-old heart, eighteen-year-old mind, and an eighty-year-old soul."-All Cowboys Need Pretty Girls.

I'm still trying to figure out who I am. In between struggling with school and juggling unstable emotions, that's pretty hard. But it's no doubt a journey that I'm looking forward to. And I hope that as I continue to share my experiences and thoughts with you, you'll find yourself gravitating towards your true self as well.

Till next time,

Marisa