expectations of summer:
going to the beach every day, water fights, parties, random day trips, barbecues
reality of summer:
moving your laptop so that the sunlight doesn't reflect on the screen when you're trying to blog
We are the generation of nostalgia. We grew up in the age of transition. From hand-written letters to electronic mails. From film to digital. We were fascinated by new things, neglecting the way we spend our afternoons. Cupcakes and tea. Play-Doh and Polly Pockets. Young and naive. Technology completely changed the way we waited and we grew up too fast. The simple things in life seems more meaningful now. We grew up in the age of transition and have become the generation of nostalgia.
i'm gonna make you mine
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