It's days like today where I wish I was still that little kid, playing with Hot Wheels, thinking the hardest thing to overcome is the wait until Christmas. When everything that mattered to you made sense. When the most painful injury was a scrape on the knee. When everybody kept their promises. (Well, maybe they didn't keep their promises, but at least I would forget about them.) Simplicity. I miss the simplicity. Swear I'm about to go insane.
As the wise Anna Nalick once said,
Well, it takes all of my strength to be stable
And I force your insults under the table
And if you were wise you would compromise
And allow me to live my way
I'll just fall asleep and have more dreams about killing zombies and demons and having my organs ripped out by the living dead. Later.
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