What would you do if the surprise party was for you but you weren't surprised?

I don't know.




It kind of scares me that you're growing up.
It seems like yesterday I met you in that parking lot.
Unwashed and unashamed.
Yet, you've come so far since then.
Part of me wants to be selfish, and never let you grow up.
I just want you to be seventeen forever.
I know you feel so much pressure right now, and I will be the first to tell you, you will survive.
You will make it.
You will overcome what feels like you need to break away, but trust me, this is where you need to be.
The grass is not always greener.
You need to stick to your guns.
ILY.