"You’re 17 on the coast and the full moon is a large gold plate in the sky spinning. You’re passing around a bottle of whatever you could get your hands on with 6 of your best friends, sitting next to the boy or girl you like. And this is it– constellations like roman candles exploding and the tide tip toes gently back and forth. You’re here. In a month they’re gonna start calling you grownup, or fuck up, depending on how quickly you adapt, and their motto on dreams will turn from “reach for the stars” to “keep your day job.” You’ll learn to miss house parties, drinking out of red cups, and trust me music never tastes as good as it does when you are 17 and in love. But it’s not all bad. You’ll have your freedom, the most valuable asset you can own as long as you remember how to spend it wisely. Travel, pick up and just leave from time to time, never lose the spontaneity and sense of adventure that brought you to this very coast, tonight. And good luck. Because perhaps to be young forever does not require the magic of Neverland or a strange elixir, but is something that we can always find in our hearts."
Beau Taplin || Forever young (via afadthatlastsforever)