(Bitching warning) Idk if anyone feels like this sometimes but when I think of a few years back, it almost feels fake. Like, we lived in a house, I played outside with my friends 9(am) to 9(pm) almost every day no matter the weather, the music sounded different. Minecraft felt different, hell even my dreams where different. Back then all my life was, was wake up, play outside with my friends, come inside to eat, go back outside for another 5 hours, come inside, play minecraft, eat food, go to bed. Now it\’s wake up, animate, eat, animate, eat, maybe play minecraft, then go to bed.

Idk about yall, but summer of 20\’ was the best summer of my life.

Oh not to mention we were basically street racers in bikes instead of cars. Now that bike that\’s won meaningless races and crashed time and time again is just sitting in the corner of my room collecting dust and cobwebs.