i was going to write an essay, but idk if even I would read it, so im gonna take a nap instead
Adults are just large five-year-olds.
For the record, many playgrounds don’t let you on after you get bigger.
I feel my playground access has declined somewhat. Paying for a gym membership kinda helps.
As long as they don’t introduce swings and a sandbox, I’m not going!
the most original playground is mother nature, and it’s a lifelong workout exploring this great, big planet.
SWINGS, I WANT SWINGS! 😭
swing from the trees!
Too fat 😭
find a fat tree, then hug and kiss it to show you love yourself💞
How do you distinguish girl trees from boy trees? Ah, forget it. It doesn’t really matter.
…and toys more expensive.
I can’t believe other than my computer, PS5 and VR headset, the most expensive toy I have is a silicone horse cock.
sharing is caring😉
The only difference between men and boys is the size of their toys.
i wanna steal elon musk’s toys. i’d go to the moon and build a time machine a safe distance from everyone. it won’t be mine tho, i’ll let everyone play with it.
im taking these words to heart
fill your heart with childhood joy💗
sometimes, does my silly-ness come off as insanity? what if everyone’s just acting childish and silly all the time? i think i need to grow up and be productive… that’s the punchline 🤭👏👏👏 ok but fr
We all started playing a massive game of pretend, where we all pretend to be the adults we saw when we were kids. You cant stop playing, theres bills to pay.
not knowing where things come from is innocence. the burden of knowledge is the responsibility to create what’s gone, and to share that burden.
I’ve seen a lot of posts by people saying that the way you feel doesn’t change after high school. The way I feel in a very abstract way like the conscious experience that I have has changed even in the past couple of years. I feel like I’ve been able to have more abstract thoughts in recent years.
all the complexity of living comes from turning your awareness on and off
Part if getting older is getting more childish
part of the fun is to forget and remember again
We never stop being kids.
And we never fully become adults, in a sense. For there’s always room to grow, people & situations to understand, things and perspectives to learn about, and further maturity to be reached.
i think kids should be allowed to vote. from the moment we’re born, we should have a say. we have adults that act like crybabies anyways, so it balances out.
We already have an enormous problem of completely unqualified voters being able to vote, so let’s not make it even worse. (in the States, anyway)
ive given this A LOT of dwell time and thought, and i think we’re both partially right and wrong.
even when the negatives outweigh the positives, some things are worth doing. every solution is just accounting for as many of the things that can go wrong as we can imagine. but even when things go wrong, we can always fix it. your democracy has gone wrong, and it isn’t enough to just point out the things going wrong. you have to fix it too.
Idk, I feel pretty different, haha. From a biopsychosocial perspective, children are definitely not “small adults”. Will we all have some love for whimsy and at times have emotional tantrums and fight against responsibility? Sure, but when I was a kid I never ever saw excesses in these areas as shortcomings, but as an adult I definitely do…
maturity leaves a scar in your brain to teach you a lesson.
Today is my birthday and this is very much how I feel about growing older. It’s not at all what I thought it would be.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!🥳🥳🎂🎉
