i still think this was the truest phase of my life. i was the most me. it was that brief inbetween void where you are no longer a child but still not quite an adult.. a sweet pocket of ignorant bliss. that time of life where the big things are still manageable and the little things are still more important than they should be. i truly got to know myself during this time. in that old apartment in west hollywood. i've been obsessed with that part of my life lately. i don't know why. maybe i miss some part of me during that time. maybe i miss the freedom.