Remember the good old days? When you could wear rainbow mismatched socks and nobody
judged you? The days when faries, magic, wizards, unicorns, and talking animals were
real? The days when it didn't matter what they looked like,
but as long as they were nice you considered them friends? When
you there was a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow? Or when
you could draw something terrible and your parents and or teacher
woulld say that it's truely beautiful? When evrything
was an adventure? When if you fell asleep on the couch
you'd wake up in your bed? When you'd stay up late to see
if Santa or the Easter bunny left you anything special? Remember
those days? <3
My quote <3
