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Imagine waking up tomorrow and being thirteen again.
If you could go back
Would you?

Skateparks and Starbucks nights
Blue Banana and stripy tights
Apple Sourz and staying out every weekend.

Remember when Megh was emo?
When Jack was okay?
When Sid used to sing
And Jessie was a Goth?
When Josh-u-a and Jones were the cutest couple around?
Remember?

Friendships and breakups
Laughter and comfort hugs
The Forever & Ever we used to believe in.

Imagine waking up tomorrow and being thirteen again.
If you could go back
Would you?
Inspired by this photograph of my thirteen-year-old self: http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1477783979852&l;=fbdfee4a27
Mackenzie May 2015
Scraped knees and broken chalk
***** Skateparks and long warm walks
Computer games and the simple life
Broken bonds cut with a knife
Present day and never a talk
newborn Apr 2022
skateparks
and stuffy basements with kids underages
smoking cigarettes while vinyls play in the
background
skateboards and monster energy drinks
clothed in baggy white t’s with dangling chains


i JuSt DoN’t BeLoNg
basically, i hung out with my friend today downtown. we had fun at first, but then she went to a skatepark in this basement thing and a lot of her friends were there. it was kinda awkward for me. i had such a weird feeling in my stomach. it felt like i shouldn’t be there. but you know, i don’t wanna be friends with drug addict sk8er teens. and maybe i don’t wanna be friends with her anymore cause she hurts me and makes me feel away from the stable grasp of reality. idk tho

4/30/22

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