-when we were young
so you think your life is hard
and the one you love dont love you back
and you think you dont belong
do you really want to be one of the pack?
what about when
you were just a kid
when mama never worried
about the things you did
you never concerned yourself
with the love coming from someone else
can you get back…
can you go back…
to the days when we were young…?
remember how it use to be
on the playground after school
how you use to do the things
to prove that you were cool
all the little childish things
were important in their time
but none of that matters now
nothing ever does in time…
can you get back…
can we go back…
to the days when we were young…?
We’re *Nsync, ha ha =)
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This just reminded me of childhood, climbing trees, scabbed knees, sliding through mud puddles, swimming all day then playing softball all night… the lightening bugs! and playing hide-n-seek in the dark! Whispered confessions on the swings about the boy you life. Ahh… sweet memories. I must remember these more. Thank you. 🙂
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🙂 lol, I’ve always wanted to make brownies. But I need my own place. Jealous!
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ty ty for all of your notes! much appreciated 🙂
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ryn: I lived in Michigan as well. -lol- I want warm without muggy. It’s big open spaces down there too.
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Movies are tough, I always eat. And eat. But normally I’m high when I watch a movie, lol. Like, I love weed but munchies are horrible. When it gets in ur head… Ugh. Bulimics shud not be stoners lol.
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