
Lollipops turn into cigarettes.
The innocent ones turn into sluts.
Homework goes in the trash.
Mobile phones are being used in class.
Detention becomes suspension.
Soda becomes vodka.
Bikes become cars.
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?
Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero?
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Race issues were about who ran the fastest.
War was only a card game.
And the only drug you knew was cough medicine.
When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut.
The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?
And we couldn’t wait to grow up.
5 comments:
so touchy..
and I asked her rightaway to repost it, I'm too much in love w/ her wordssss so true in a sad way
kereen banged wi..ini kata2nya bikinin arien sdr??
nice blog :) seneng deh ketemu banyak blogger indonesia yg makin jago .
nice to know you .
*follow my twitter please .
www.twitter.com/issyemargaretha
chi : iyaaa jadi ada orang nulis terus dia tambahin pake kata2nya sendiri gitu, cool yaa
issye : well, thanks :D but I actually only repost this post, but for the rest posts, I made it myself. nice to know you either, Issye. <3
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