Boys that stay up just to text you.

Real.

The old me would care, the old me would do something about all of this, the old me would run her mouth, the old me would start shit, the old me would drink to get over it, the old me turned to pot, the old me treated the ones she cared about the most like shit, the old me let boys come in between friendships, the old me believed boys, the old me gave out trust like it was nothing, the old me gave up when things got hard, the old me always had to have the last word, the old me was a shitty daughter, the old me said hurtful things to the ones I loved, the old me did stupid shit. The new me does none of those.