TOO YOUNG TO CARE

IN MY BEDROOM:

 

 IN BATHROOM:

WITH MY FRIENDS:

 

IN FRONT OF THE COMPUTER:

 

IN A PARTY: 

 

(via aliceinrealityyy)

natassshhag:

Remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground
And the worst thing we could get from boys was cooties?
Our worst enemy were our siblings,
And race issues were who ran the fastest.
The only drug we knew was cough medicine,
And the only thing that hurt were skinned knees.
The only things that could get broken were our toys,
And war was just a card game we played.
Life was simple and carefree;
But what I remember the most was wanting to grow up.

(Source: withoutyoueverythingsimpossible)