Currently missing my childhood. Zzz, i know, its lame. But idc. I miss my childhood as, nobody will call you fake. You don't have to take care anybody's feelings as you just play along with it. When the hardest thing to do is picking crayons colour. When you make your friends cry, you just hug them and apologize. And the only thing that hurts back then, is when you skinned your knees. Now, everything that I do. Turns out to be wrong, wrong, wrong. I mean, gimme a break. And all that fake people you met. Please, get over yourself. And you don't give a damn care about your skinned knees anymore, as you've been through it thousands of time. The only thing that hurts is broken heart and being hurt.
See, how much I miss my childhood?
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