Days pass by, and we grow up, but do we really? Adulting can be challenging, but the teenage was horrible as well. I can't hope for happy days. Who am I kidding? I never stop hoping. It's the last leaf I hold on to, to save me from drowning. However, I am aware that things won't get much brighter in the future. The feeling of never being loved and adored deeply by someone will only get shadowed by the responsibilities of a job, house,...