rannerivera@BS.com




entries profile archives others Just a fraction of your love fills the air, And I fall in love with you all over again. You’re the light that feeds the sun in my world. I’d face a thousand years of pain for my boy, Out of all the things in life that I could fear, The only thing that would hurt me is if you weren’t here.

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009 @ 12:54 PM

Your best friend becomes your worst enemy.
your boyfriend becomes a prick.
lollipops turn into cigarettes.
the innocent ones turn into sluts.
homework goes in the trash.
detention becomes suspension.
soda becomes vodka.
undies turn into g-strings.
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 he 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.
wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut.
the only things that hurt you were skinned knees
and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?

and we couldn't wait to grow up?