It seems like just yesterday that we were five or six and playing in your back yard, or having sleepovers constantly. Or teasing your little brother, or excluding your little sister. You constantly throwing tantrums because you were bipolar. PLAYING BARBIES EVERY TIME. Messing around with my beanie babies. Being little girls, having fun. So many memories, SO MANY.
...and now you're 16 or so, pregnant, and giving it up for adoption.
What. The. Fuck.
Where did our childhood go?!
I want to be little again, for a week or so, and then come back.
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