i’m at a friend’s house right now looking at baby pictures. it’s so funny to see what your parents looked like when they were younger and wonder if their parents understood them, as we think our parents don’t understand us.

every generation is the same thing all over again. the teens want to rebel against their elders, not realizing that they’re just doing the same thing as their parents did in the 60s and 70s. oh, to be a rebellious teen… i wish i were a baby again.