15 years of age, on the edge of 16. Texan. Viet. Bookworm. Brutally honest. Grammar Nazi. Artsy. Weird. This is my tumblr, and I'll talk about what I damn well please.
My friends were like, “What’s the point in dating in high school if you know you’re not going to last with them?”
I said, “Because you don’t know if you are. No one knows. You may or may not find who you want to be with in high school.”
But then they said, “But in high school, you’re not going to fall in love. You know you’re not going to be with that person.”
All I wanted to reply was, “How would you know? How do you know you’re going to stay with someone just because you’re in college? That doesn’t make sense to me. You’ve never been in love, and you’ve never dated anyone. How can you judge other people’s actions?”
But I felt rude if I did, so I didn’t. Maybe I should’ve.
