+4,011 I remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground, The worst thing you could get from boys was cooties, Mom was your hero and Dad was superman, Your worst enemies were your siblings, Race issues were who ran the fastest, War was a card game, life was simple and carefree, but what i remember most... ...was wanting to grow up. amirite?
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