The names Kyle, I love tacobell, but who doesn't? I've come to realize that you should have no regrets in life, because at one point it was exactly what you wanted. I can play a mean air guitar! As long as I'm outside, I could give a shit what I'm doing. And I think the most important thing about me is that I will always be 7 at heart! I know you all know what I'm talking about! Do you remember waiting for the bell while sitting on the swings, Or do you remember kissing your best friend just for the experience, I'm talking about days before MTV, AIM and picture perfect teens in the magazines, Days when snowball fights and hide and seek were our only form of entertainment, Waiting for your secret crush to circle yes or no in your handwritten note, Avoiding teachers yet chatting with imaginary friends, When holding your mothers hand wasn't a social disaster but a safety percussion, This is all before we were categorized by our looks and social status, when cutting yourself was considered a boo-boo not a cry for help, When girls had cooties and boys were bad, The times when crying was a form of persuasion not a characteristic of Emo, These are the days when food came from an easy bake oven not Wendy's or Tacobell, Opening up those school doors and running toward your bus, When being the last one there wasn't considered fashionably late but meant you were a rotten egg, Using the word piece meant a small portion not your cell phone or crouch, Skip-it, kickball, dress-up, being caught with your hand in the cookie jar, pretending to be your favorite singer in the mirror, trading your chips for pudding at lunch, these are all the memories of a simple life, The times we all wish we could relive ...
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