growing up: your best friend becomes your worst enemy. lollipops turn into cigarettes. soda becomes vodka. kisses turn into sex. remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? when protection meant wearing a helmet? when the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? the only drug you knew of was cough medicine. and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? and to think we all couldn't wait to grow up
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Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Something I saw
I saw this little message on a status on Facebook, and I realized how true it was. And I thought to myself, I really wish I could just stay the age I am, young, no big things to worry about, and you can still believe in tons of things. Ok so I wish people wouldn't judge others, and I wish I could drive, but besides that, I wish i wouldn't have to grow older.
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