Growing up your best friend becomes your worst enemy. Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Undies turn into g-strings and boxers. kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?...... When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst you could get from guys were cooties? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. The only drug you knew was cough medicine. Wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut. The only things that hurt were skinned knees. And goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?
And to think we couldn't wait to grow up.
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