grown up stuff can be desieving. to a child there just believing. making another wish come true. just to grow up knowing it was a rouge. what the fuck do you have to say. they weren't just having a really bad day. more like years passing by so fast wondering how long will this lie actually last. grown ups raise there kids to be dumb and happy. instead we rise and become annoyingly sappy. some not all some like to play with the ball. it's like fetch,with your self. let it stack just to self destruct. in a game so hellish. a game called perspective. so many views yet no one shares. and those who do, do it to here the blues. let's hear it for the people who b**** and moan. the ones who never did it on their own. f*** you for not knowing how it's done, we are not here to have lots of fun. so get in line and wait your turn. and maybe and someday you'll learn.