I'm almost 21 years old but I feel way older than that and look younger than that. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and I see a stranger staring back out at me, it seems like 21 years of acquaintance didn't quite come to fruition. Codeine makes me happy (and sleepy, which equates to happy), so does my beloved boyfriend (except he doesn't make me sleepy). I spent half my life secondguessing myself and end up accomplishing a quarter of what I would have wanted to do, and becoming almost nothing. Nothing is me.