But I’m always like:
I literally laughed my ass off!
i miss when..
getting high meant on the swing,
protection meant wearing a helmet,
all you could get from boys were cooties,
war was only a card game,
your worst enemy was your sibling,
wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut,
screwing up meant saying the alphabet wrong,
the worst pain was skinning your knees,
and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow.
to think we wanted to grow up.
You’re like: What do I say?
“Oh my God, Who am I?”