How the fuck did I get here?
The room is unfamiliar, the bed, while incredibly comfortable smells like a man.
I dig my head into the pillow in an effort to identify the smell, unknown and yet so familiar.
My body feels different, heavier, sluggish, I touch my face in an attempt to make sure I am still me.
I slide my hands down to my breast, yup, still me.
I’ve been begging my boobs to grow since I hit puberty, they didn’t care how much I begged.
The rest of me feels thicker, definitely not a size small anymore.
I must be in a different body, this can’t be me.
I lift my new heavier body out of bed and walk over to the huge mirror occupying the wall and there she is.
I woke up and I was in a different body.
I wonder if this new body has money in the bank… hmmm
She’s a little older than me but still very pretty, youthful in her face and neck.
Who is she and why does she seem so familiar.
I glance at the photographs that occupy her wall, a familiar face.
She is me. A different, older version but without a doubt, me.
It’s horrifying, where did my youth go and who the fuck said I wanted to be an adult!?
You guys ever feel like you woke up in a different body? Where the fuck did the time go and when did we become adults with responsibilities! Tell me, what is something that you wish you would have known before entering adulthood? I wish I would have known just how real it is when they say, MONEY DOESN’T GROW ON TREES! FML. Oh, and I would have listened when I was told to SAVE, SAVE, SAVE!