We where kids, we knew no better than to believe that everyone meant what they said and said what they meant.

We never suspected our parents would lie about santa clause or the easter bunny.

no one ever warned us that people would lie and hurt you.

We had to learn that on our own, we had to learn what real pain felt like.

The day we saw our mothers cry for the first time was the day our innoscence died.

It didnt die fast though, it died slowly and unexpectidly all at once.

One day you wake up and ur 23 with 2 kids and a job cutting trees.

You forget the playground and fairy tales, you leave that life.

You marry your wife, you never loved her, you just got scared because thats what happens next when you realize how unprepared you are.

Its time to grow up, the thought of that make dyou want to throw up.