i need christmas tree lights.
i want fame.
“lollipops turn into cigarettes. the innocent ones turn into sluts. homework goes in the trash. mobile phones are being used in class. detention becomes suspension. 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 girls 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.you were populare if you had a new toy,not if you were a jerk. war was only a card game. and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. when a girl wore a skirt it didn’t make them a slut. the most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? and we couldn’t wait to grow up i remember not being able to wait……..” —unknown