Party and bullshit

I'm not gonna lie, I had a shit load of fun growing up. I had and still have an awesome family as well as the best friends I could ever ask for. I've always had a head made of steel, stubborn with poor malleability; unable to adopt any ideas conflicting with my own. Lots of fun, too much fun. High school went by quick, great times, good laughs. When I was little I had everything (almost) I asked for, my parents busted ass to do their best to make me happy. I'm way past that age now and it's time to return the favor. Growing up is hard to do but hey, we all have to do it sometime, right? I live a blessed life with people who deserve the utmost praise. From family to friends, everyone that falls under either category has continually shaped me. The gratitude I owe to all is beyond the point of thanking. It is beyond words, adjectives and letters as well as an attempt to string together perfect phrases. I'm done trying to grow up. I am GOING to grow up, for the sake of myself and everyone I owe it to.