growing up.
it's weird that until now i never really realized how immature i really was. now i worry about rent and bills, i worry about having a job. all sorts of things. and now i have to worry about how i'm going to eat, cuz i'm pregnant. i realize that i will most likely never have the things i want in life. but whatever. now i have a baby and stephon. they should make me happy, right? well i'm never going to be rich so i might as well make the best of it. i just don't think i was ready to grow up yet.