torstai 16. kesäkuuta 2011

Growing up is sad

"Lollipops turn into cigarettes.
Soda becomes vodka.
Remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet?
Sayin goodbye meant only until tomorrow.
The most pain you felt was when you scarped your knee.
We couldn’t wait to grow up."
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