Life Takes It's Toll
I miss the time when boys had cooties and chased you you around attempting to hurt you.
The time when it was embarrassing for everyone to know who you liked.
When your biggest concern was who got the swings first at the park.
When recess was the highlight of the day.
At least you know what its like to feel the triumph of a broken down body on the verge of denial.
The time when it was embarrassing for everyone to know who you liked.
When your biggest concern was who got the swings first at the park.
When recess was the highlight of the day.
At least you know what its like to feel the triumph of a broken down body on the verge of denial.
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