when you grow up, your best friends become your worst enemies. lollipops turn into cigarettes. the innocent ones turn into sluts. homework goes in the trash. cellphones are used in class. detention becomes suspension. soda becomes vodka. underwear turns into thongs. kisses turn into sex.
rememberenemies 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, and wearing a skirt didn't make you a whore? the only things that hurt you were skinned knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? the only drama you knew of was romeo and juliet? the only thing you could cheat in was games, and players were only for sports not relationships? the only way we could change was with clothes and not ourselves. yet we absolutely couldn't wait to grow up, && now growing up is our worst fear
not mine. it was my friends away message. just changed the colors and stuff.
