those days..

remember when nothing ever had a "double meaning",?
kissing was nasty && boys had cooties. you were popular if you had a new toy, not if you were a jerk. people liked you if you were nice, not cool. wearing a skirt didnt make you a slut. there was no such thing as gay. yar friends would always be on yar side && nothing would get between you. if you were friends wit a boy, it didnt mean you liked him. the only thing tat could get broken were toys and bones. mommy was yar hero. && goodbye meant only until tomorrow.

now look at yar life.
it's the total opposite of tiz. now here's the funny part..
the only thing i remember was wanting to grow up..