a reason for broken wings
"growing up...your close friend becomes your worst enemy, lollipops turn into cigarettes, the innocent ones turn into sluts, homework goes in the trash, soda becomes vodka, bikes become cars, kisses turn into sex. remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? when protection meant wearing a helmet? when the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? 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. the only things that hurt you were skinned knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? and we couldn't wait to grow up."
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