playgrounds

being told that you're too big for a playground destroys the little kid inside you and wow oh wow that hurts because that little kid always gets what she wants and damn that's not okay and she's having a tantrum but you just look down at that rude little kid who told you that playgrounds are for little kids makes you so so so mad and who told that kid that they could be rude to you but you know that they don't think they're being rude and all you want to do is go down the slide but you admit defeat and stare down that kid and whirl around and walk down the steps but inside you're stomping and that little kid of yours is unhappy.

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