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Wednesday, 8 February 2012 @ 16:07
Do you ever wish that you were young again? You don't have to worry about a lot of shits that happen to you because you know, your parents can help you with anything. You only cry because you don't get your favorite candy and toy. The biggest problem was what kind of dress to put on my Barbie's or whether or not you had
enough Lego's to build a fort. Getting high means swinging in the playground. The worst thing you can get from boys are cooties. Your parents are your hero. Your worst enemies are your siblings. Race issues are who run the fastest and war is a card game.
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Life is so simple and carefree. And now, getting high is a major issue. STDS and babies are huge compared to cooties. You think your parents are assholes because they can't really understand you when actually they just want the best for you. Your siblings are your best friends. Race issues and war are common things these days, and it's not fun anymore. Sometimes, I wish I were 2 again because skinned knees are easier mended than broken heart. When I was little I had this idea that life could be perfect. That if you were careful enough, you'd never make a mistake, never be lonely, never be misunderstood, never be frightened, but it doesn't work that way. Life is big and messy, and you just have to climb in it with your boots on and hope for the best. |