Do you remember, when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When wearing protection meant wearing a helmet? When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. The only drug you knew was cough medicine and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?

And everyday we couldn’t wait to grow up.

Lollipops turn into cigarettes.
Soda turns into vodka.
And kisses turn into sex.

But now we wish that we didn’t grow up.