It's not time to play anymore. It's over and it's done. There's no one left to share your toys with, no one's willing to have fun. It's over, kid, it's done.
We're a million, you're just one.
So stop thinking everything will fix itself, stop assuming someone cares about your inconvenient needs, just stop. There's a reason people tend to leave you behind. There's a reason no one dances on the street or tells a stranger 'howdy do.' No one thinks about those things, no one likes to be with you. You play tic-tac-toe and thumb wars, you talk about the freckles on a dog. You sing your favorite songs played on the radio, you laugh about what takes you so long, you don't get it do you? This isn't life,
life is what awaits you when you stop playing these games.
Life isn't a game.
It's the real deal.
So go drive a car, go smoke, go get fat and worry about everything. Go lose hair, go try to be pretty, go impress someone, go get a job, get married, have kids, settle down, work someplace you hate for the rest of your life.
Go wait for something that'll never come again because you left it behind for me.
Sincerely, Adult.
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